I pretend you sit in front of me,
I know this conversation well (well),
Back and forth between reality,
And what I believe is all I have,
Words a just a form of emptiness,
When theres noone there to hear, me,
I see the bottom of this empty glass,
It's staring back, and I can feel the pain,
I see tomorrow in your eyes,
I'm learning to cry,
I'll take it in stride,
I'm learning to fly,
I'm learning to hold my head up high
This fascination with what might have been,
Always seems to leave me cold,
I've gone so far, and now I'm back again,
I need to be alive, thats all I know,
I see tomorrow in your eyes,
I'm learning to cry,
I'll take it in stride (After all these years),
I'm learning to fly,
I'm learning to hold my head up high, I'm learning
I will hold up my hands, When I don't think I can,
I'm learning to cry,
I'll take it in stride (After all these years),
I'm learning to fly,
I'm learning to hold my head up high