I, I'm just like you, afraid of what I am and what we've become.
Strange, we both leave our tracks followed for miles but we're still left unfound
One day they'll find us out and believe we're real
and when the truth's revealed will our imprint on the earth leave a mark as deep as before?
God, I roam the earth in search of what I need to keep me alive
God, I sleep unsound I lie awake and know there's no one to hold
Someone come and find me
And God bring us out of our hiding
out of our hiding places