Looking through stained glass skies up above

A withered halo and it's shine left bleak

Amid the shroud over crimson dawn

A purified view for that world to see,

But I don't see me



I'll be everything

Anything but weak, then you'll see me





Convicting myself while I'm turned away

Pulling my faults from inside out of me

I begin to glance into the mirror's eye

Through my veil of confusion I'm,

Beginning to see me



I'll be everything

Anything but weak, then you'll see me



(Looking through azure skies up above

The mirror reflects a clearer image,

Now I see me)



I'll be everything

Anything but weak

I'll be what you need

Anything I'll be, now you'll see me