So I was lost, go count the cars
Before you go to the holland road
With your heart like a stone you spare no time in lashing out
And I knew your pain and the effect of my shame
But you cut me down you cut me down.

And I will not tell the thoughts of hell
That carried me home from the Holland road
With my heart like a stone and I put up no fight
To your callus mind, and from the corner
You rose to cut me down, you cut me down.

So I hid alone, but little did I know that would not be the end
From the holland road well I rose and I rose, and I paid less time
To your callus mind, and I wished you well as you cut me down, you cut me down.

But I still believe though there's cracks you'll see
When I'm on my knees I'll still believe
And when I've hit the ground, neither lost nor found
If you believe in me I'll still believe.

But I still believe though there's cracks you'll see
When I'm on my knees I'll still believe
And when I've hit the ground, neither lost nor found
If you believe in me I'll still believe.