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it doesn't mean much

it doesn't mean anything at all

the life I've left behind me

is a cold room

I've crossed the last line

from where I can't return

where every step I took in faith

betrayed me

and led me from my home

and sweet

sweet surrender

is all that I have to give

you take me in

no questions asked

you strip away the ugliness

that surrounds me

are you an angel

am I already that gone

I only hope

that I won't disappoint you

when I'm down here

on my knees

and sweet

sweet

sweet surrender

is all that I have to give

sweet

sweet

sweet surrender

is all that I have to give

and I don't understand

by the touch of your hand

I would be the one to fall

I miss the little things

oh I miss everything

it doesn't mean much

it doesn't mean anything at all

the life I left behind me

is a cold room