There's a story burning in me
I want to tell it again and again
It's a story of redemption
Bound to change the hearts of men
I cannot find the words
And sometimes it's sounds absurd
And I don't even know myself
All the depths the heights the wealth
How can I tell this story again to make you wonder when
You stopped believing
How can I paint a picture of this kind of love
This kind of healing
Oh
So I'll expand my vocabulary
Spend some time in the local library
an*lyze the archetypes
Anything to get this right
Cause the train that leaves the station
Is loaded down with connotation
When what you hear and what I say
Are night and day
How can I tell this story again to make you wonder when
You stopped believing
How can I paint a picture of this kind of love
This kind of healing
Oh
Once upon a time
In a very, very far away land
Once upon a time
A long long time ago
There was a man.
How can I tell this story again to make you wonder when
You stopped believing
How can I paint a picture of this kind of love
This kind of healing
Oh