How Can I Tell

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

Analyze 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