It’s the silence of the room that kills me…A home that’s heartless and stands on its own…
The sadness inside starts to take shape…I’d better go now, before it gets too late…

There’s a closed door waiting for me to tear it down…And the child inside is calling, Why don’t you save me?…

Won’t you take time, time to figure out your life?…Unwind take a step back and realize…It’d be wise to think twice and get out of the spiral you’re in…

I stand on the outside of a room looking in… I see myself laughing; I’m good at pretending…The sadness inside starts to take shape…I’d better go now, before it gets too late…

There’s a closed door waiting for me to tear it down…And the child inside is calling, Why don’t you save me?…

Won’t you take time, time to figure out your life?…Unwind take a step back and realize… It’d be wise to think twice and get out of the spiral you’re in…Look around retrace your footsteps through the mud…Get down and dig until you reach square one…Break ground and find that piece of me that years of tears and fears covered up.

Take time, time to figure out your life…Unwind take a step back and realize…It’d be wise to think twice and get out of the spiral you’re in…Look around retrace your footsteps through the mud…Get down and dig until you reach square one…Break ground and find that piece of me that years of tears and fears covered up.

© 2001 Guthier Publishing
Music and Lyrics by Marce