What if?



When dreams are made of the simple stuff
The right to choose and to say enough
When all you want is life again
It’s hard to be that tough, oh

I don’t know how it feels to always wanna run
And I don’t know what it means to be dying just to live

What if you were left with a stone cold heart?
And you were all alone, just fallin’ apart?
Would you rise again? Would you rise again?
What if hope was lost for a hundred days?
And you feel your life was just slippin’ away?
Would you rise again? Would you rise again?
What if?


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