We were born into the times of our lives carved in stone
We have torn at the scars of our lies to the bone
We have pushed and we have pulled until the edges fray
We won't find our feet until we turn the page
Love is patient and love is kind, but you can't rewind
You can see what you believe, or believe what you see
Which side are you on, what's right or wrong
What's left to gain, is it worth the pain
