A Better Me

Night, please be darkness.
 Truth, please be honest.
 Time, run out without a doubt.


Free me from my-self.


Let me fly and let me breathe.


Let me worry and let me grieve.


Walk with me and share my sorrow;


but I will walk alone into tomorrow.


All I ask is a helping hand,


to show me how to be a better man.


Nothing but your light will set me free,


and let me become a better me.



and let me become a better me.

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