This may not be the way you wanted. It might be the only thing you know The second hand has got you running Into a place you'll never know. You'll never know. Why are you sitting down? I'm singing out, I'm singing out. Don't give up the fight. Sing straight on through, Till the morning light. When all the broken glass inside you Begins to heat up in the fire You'll feel the hands of Beauty mold you An instrument for His desire. Oh you'll feel that fire call. Why are you sitting down? I'm singing out, I'm singing out. Don't give up the fight. Sing straight on through, Till the morning light. We see all that we are, Empty reckless Till we become a story Seeking only ourselves, We don't suceed, no. Don't throw it all away. Yesterday can be erased. You'll be ok. Don't say you're giving in. Get back up and sing again. I want to see you in the end. Why are you sitting down? I'm singing out, I'm singing out. Don't give up the fight. Sing straight on through, Till the morning light. Don't throw it all away. Don't throw it all away.