Help has been cut off, but I didn’t feel the knife.
You just left me with my own life.
Help has been cut off, now I see the sign.
You let me think that everything was fine.
You let me think that everything was fine.
Everything was fine.
Last night, I crossed the line again.
I thought a storm would fall, but everywhere was still bright.
I thought if You were angry, You would show it,
But enjoyment kept rolling on, and I was the only one running the show.
Maybe it’s okay, maybe I’m the one who’s wrong.
Maybe You don’t mind what’s going on.
Maybe it’s a sign that I’m on my own,
In an empty palace, sitting on a silent throne.
Help has been cut off, but I didn’t feel the knife.
You just left me with my own life.
Help has been cut off, now I see the sign.
You let me think that everything was fine.
You let me think that everything was fine.
Everything was fine.
Help has been cut off, but I didn’t feel the knife.
You just left me with my own life.
Help has been cut off, but I didn’t see any sign.
You just let me think that everything was fine.
You let me think that everything was fine.
Everything was fine.
I judged someone only in my mind.
My prayer words grew cold; they don’t reach anymore.
I depended on friends to carry me along.
I forgot that every single step still depends on You.
Maybe it’s alright, maybe it’s destiny.
Maybe I can fix it, but time is almost gone.
Maybe it’s proof that I’m on my own,
At a crowded party, yet I still feel alone.
