so here we are in the final stand kids grown up by the hardest of circumstance it s sad to blame when things go from good to dark we tried a very long time to start so i cry out and i cry out and you hide your eyes so i cry out and i cry out our world we can not recognize but if we had made what we tried to have that boy or girl would have been so loved would have had a dad so i cry out and i cry out and you just hold my hand so i cry out and i cry out but you cannot look in my eyes and love has hands while the moon holds the tiniest eye but whose to choose who will grow who will laugh who will die so i cry out and i cry out and you cannot look at me so i cry out and i cry out i wish that i felt differently so here we are in the final stand kids grown up by the hardest of circumstance