I'm clinging to the promise of tommorow
after so many have already left behind today.
I don't know where I am or how to follow
when there is no one to show me the way.
The thing I need no one can give 
unless I ask for the truth, 
and so many pull me way from this.
I don't know what to do.
My heart is screaming from the pain
of break-ups and never-ending days.
I'm begging that something will change,
and that the pain will, for once, go away.
I don't know how to run away fast enough
when the pain clings to me.
Of the screaming, you don't know rough,
and I can't make myself free.
There is only one that I know
that can push the past away,
and make the blood finally slow.
I'm so afraid.
I'm afraid of the one who can save me,
and who can push the hurt away.
I'm so afraid of the happiness I see,
and I could reach today.
There are so many questions in my heart
because I don't want to lose myself. 
Will the me that I know be too far
as I'm finding someone else?
It's too late now, for I must fight or die.
I'm not strong by myself,
and I always break down and cry.
So, in fear of an infinite hell,
I scream out for mercy and grace.
I know where I have to turn,
and I cry for Jesus face.
I know that I don't want to burn,
and the screaming just doesn't cease.
I guess the pain pushing me was enough,
because I've fallen to my knees,
and ask for what I need-God's love.