Again the clock is ticking   Counting down my life   I watch my childhood fade into time   All of my convictions are covering my eyes   All that I believe in has now been made me blind   Wash my hands of the past   Let my soul be free   Wash my hands of the past   What did it all mean?      Standing here all alone drowning in my desires   I`ve grown to hate the cold, but too scared to touch the fire   The closer I get to the shore   The tide keeps rising higher   Take my hand, pull me out   This body has grown tired      Looking on with crying eyes   Wishing for time      Hold my hand   Protect my innocent mind   I close my eyes   From my mind again