i know what's it's like to be stolen
to give every part of yourself
and have it returned again
you have to make what was created like it was a dream
so you can rest at night
love seemed so real and true
but a sudden storm came
im still unsure of the ruin
You know what it's like to be stolen
and sent to earth to the slum
to die and be rejected because of what you were to become
all for love
i look to you in seasons where i feel looked down on
because of mistakes
we want people to know what our heart cries
but not what our flesh tries to shine
so we could seem as someone else
but when they know how it is to live here
they will understand
they will understand this heart
and just love wholeheartedly