I used to dream of better days I'd see moments of glory, of joy, oh and very little pain I used to dream of better days Something new at every turn No need to need for very long With what I held in my heart and in my arms Something new at every turn Now I'm tired of the turns on every street The catch in every phrase And the songs that fall apart Different now than when they'd start Like this one I welcomed love with open arms The beauty that I found inside Of innocent eyes that laughed and cried She held me so tight I welcomed love with open arms I felt its power, felt its pain And I would not change a thing A lifetime of love is everything The moments of pain will fade I could make those moments fade Now I'm tired of the turns on every street The catch in every phrase And the songs that fall apart Different now than when they'd start Like this one I understand the pen I hold's a friend Growing tired as I am of all the words he must now own Stolen from a tortured soul Like this one Put my hands into the fire Knowing full well it would burn Yet knowing this I've done it again and again Put my hands into the fire knowing well it would burn Blessings can be a curse Running blind into the woods A child that fears, a child that knows, and understands Blessings can be a curse Now I'm tired of the turns on every street The catch in every phrase And the songs that fall apart Different now than when they'd start Like this one