Sunrise

Full of despair

Inside a darkness

Self-conscious and scared

Held prisoner of war

Running out of air

Buried in a sadness

Want a way out

Of this paralyzing world

And the sound of the cries

When a family's loved one dies

It echoes through a vacant room

Where a young soul still resides

When the night is cold

And you feel like no one knows

What it's like to be the only one

Buried in this hole

You can make it to the sunrise

(Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh)

You can make it to the sunrise

(Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh)

Searching for a way

To escape the madness

A dire need for change

As we fight for better days

The hurt and the pain

Cut deep like a razor blade

Holding in a cry for love

Abandoned and afraid

When the night is cold

And you feel like no one knows

What it's like to be the only one

Buried in this hole

You can make it to the sunrise

(Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh)

You can make it to the sunrise

(Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh)

I won't go to my grave

Until a difference is made

I won't go to my grave

Until a difference is made

Until the difference is made

When the night is cold

And you feel like no one knows

What it's like to be the only one

Buried in this hole

You can make it to the sunrise

(Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh)

You can make it to the sunrise

(Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh)

I won't go to my grave

Until the difference is made

Until the difference is made

From time to time, there arise among human beings

People who seem to exude love

As naturally as the sun gives out heat