I’m not a victim
I’m jus’ dreaming of victory
And I decided I want more
I’m not looking back
I will take a chance it’s nicer here
I don’t have to be scared
Sometimes I cry
I’ve been holding on
Jus’ lookin’ down
Sometimes I hide
But you draw out
The gold to find
The firm foundation that is never moving
You take me by the cliff side
But I am trusting
Belief without sight
(when I’m feeling weak)
