I fold this page before I go.
There is one thing you need to know:
Don't make your life a room of stone.
Don't spend your years in it alone.
A chain of gold, a fragile gleam,
Still holds the life we dared to dream.
A human hand will take this page.
My words go further than this cage.
This road is mine. The dawn is yours.
There's still a world beyond these doors.
For all whose hope is nearly gone,
Let there be time to carry on.
I walk barefoot through the night.
Let the morning rise.
Let someone have the years I lose,
With daylight in their eyes.
I walk barefoot through the night.
Keep a place for me.
Where no one has to hide a name,
Where you can still be free.
Before I knew what wars could take,
I saw the dark a hand could break.
I knew how smoke could hide the sun,
How one small step could save someone.
I learned that love could cross the flame
And never ask a stranger's name.
The way I walk is mine to choose.
A life is more than what we lose.
This road is mine. The dawn is yours.
There's still a world beyond these doors.
For all whose hope is nearly gone,
Let there be time to carry on.
I walk barefoot through the night.
Let the morning rise.
Let someone have the years I lose,
With daylight in their eyes.
I walk barefoot through the night.
Keep a place for me.
Where no one has to hide a name,
Where you can still be free.
I am afraid. The stone is cold.
I want the life I cannot hold.
But there is something I can give:
A chance for someone else to live.
I walk barefoot through the night.
Let the morning rise.
Let someone have the years I lose,
With daylight in their eyes.
I walk barefoot through the night.
Keep a place for me.
Where no one has to hide a name,
Where you can still be free.
My love, the rest belongs to you.
And may the morning find you, too.