I stand upon this rooftop high, My thoughts are dark, my heart a sigh. The city's lights are down below, A thousand feet, a deadly blow.
I'm just a boy with pain and fear, My life's a mess, my mind unclear. I feel alone, so lost, so weak, I hear no voice, no kind to speak.
The wind is cold, it bites my skin, My soul's in torment, dark within. The stars above, they seem so far, I wonder if they see my scars.
My life's been hard, my past is cruel, I've played the game, I've been a fool. I've lost my way, I've lost my will, I can't go on, I've had my fill.
I take a step, I feel the edge, I'm on the brink, I'm at the edge. I close my eyes, I take a breath, I see no future, only death.
But then a thought, it comes to me, A voice inside, a memory. My mother's face, her loving eyes, Her words of hope, her soft goodbyes.
I think of friends who care for me, Who'd miss me so, who'd surely grieve. I think of love I've yet to find, Of dreams and hopes still in my mind.
I step back from the brink of doom, My feet now planted, safe in tune. I take a breath, I face the night, I choose to live, I choose to fight.
My heart still aches, my mind's unsure, But I'm not done, I'm not impure. I'll seek for help, I'll find my way, I'll see the light, I'll seize the day.
Now I stand upon this roof, With heart renewed, with life in proof. The city's lights, they seem so bright, A symbol of my newfound might.
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