Alright

Oh, some things are better left unsaid
You?ll find a nice place to hide them
But days like this
There is just too much going on, yeah

So I?m picking up the pieces of my past
But I can?t find no peace at all
So in other words
I am so ready to be found

So I?ll try and I might
Stand up and fight
To leave this place someday
All I need is that moment
To make me believe that you?re alive
And then I?ll be alright, alright

Paradise grown cold
One hand on my door
Way too high hopes
I can?t tell right from wrong
Show me how it?s done
Lord I need to be saved
And then I?ll be alright, alright yeah

Oh yeah, on days like these
There is just too much going on
So I try and I might
Stand up and fight
To leave this place someday
All I need is this moment
To make me believe that you?re alive
And then I?ll be alright

Paradise grown cold
One hand on my door
Way too high hopes
I can?t tell right from wrong
Show me how it?s done
Lord I need to be saved
And then I?ll be alright
And then I?ll be alright
And then I?ll be alright
And then I?ll be alright
And then I?ll be alright, yeah