Life leaves you high and dry Born as a King or died as a beggar You came with empty hands With hands, full of nothing Embodying innocence Standing tall - head up high 'Cause when you face the pain, you feel that you're alive And fight against the principle of grace There's no pain, no harm You have to face the truth: all beauty has to die You comprehend the principle of grace Life leaves a lot to be desired On top of all things, But below the bottom line you'II loose I can't understand The sense of it all No one really can pretend Standing tall - head up high - you Fight against the principle of grace There's no pain no harm - you comprehend the principle of grace Standing tall - head up high 'Cause when you face the pain, you feel that you're alive And fight against the principle of grace There's no pain, no harm You have to face the truth: all beauty has to die You comprehend the principle of grace