Second Birth

So cold... am I dying?
It's not heaven, but still worst than hell
Hard to breathe, gasping for air
I want to cry, I want to scream

As I'm lying here
I'm crying here
How could I hide from this world, hide from the laughter
Please take me back to you...

Movement... someone's coming
Whispers... "why are you crying?"
Sturdy hands lifting me
What's happening? Who are you to me?

As I'm lying here
I'm crying here
How could I hide from this world, hide from the laughter
Please take me back to you...

Who are you? Why are you holding me?
Are you my savior? Will you set me free?