I wish I had the words To tell you how I suffer I wish I had a choice To find my way out of here Sailing through reality Come hell or high water Haunted by uncertainty Hanging on my shoulder Counting breaths before the flow Head above the surface In this uphill battle, I Know who takes the laurel Chariot of Sun makes its way Through different skies every day I beg for strength to reconcile to Change I wish I knew a place Place we could call a shelter Where we'd heal and erase Everything that hurt us Chariot of Sun makes its way Through different skies every day I beg for strength to reconcile to Change Maybe I don't have a choice But I'll make it worth it I will find sufficient words And I'll speak, I'll speak Maybe I don't have a choice But I'll make it worth it I will find sufficient words And I'll speak, I'll speak Chariot of Sun makes its way Through different skies every day I beg for strength to reconcile to Change