Verse 1 After a month in the darkest place, Where shadows wear a human face, Fighting each day with all I own, To keep those horrors from coming home. Where silence screams and hope has died, Where death and sorrow walk beside, So close to hell, so far from light, I carry the darkness through every night. Pre-Chorus I know you’re hurting, I know you’re torn, Gathering pieces that won’t be reborn. I know while I’m there, facing the flame, You hold our home, you carry the strain. Chorus I’m not made of iron, I’m not made of stone, I don’t want your pity, I don’t need to be known. I don’t need you to heal what the darkness has done, Just show me I’m living, show me I’m someone. A touch of your hand, a look in your eyes, A sign that the woman I was still survives. Just see me, please see me before I am gone, Bring me back home, bring me back home. Verse 2 You think I’m stronger than anyone knows, That nothing can break me, no matter what grows. But every dark hallway I’ve walked through alone Has taken a piece that I’ll never bring home. The devils I’ve witnessed, the scars that they leave, Are things that no soul should ever receive. And still I return with a ticket to life, Trying to remember who I was before the fight. Pre-Chorus I’m not asking answers, I’m not asking why, Just hold me together when I start to cry. Just gather the pieces that time couldn’t steal, And remind me there’s something that’s still left to heal. Chorus I’m not made of iron, I’m not made of stone, I don’t want your pity, I don’t need to be known. I don’t need you to heal what the darkness has done, Just show me I’m living, show me I’m someone. A touch of your hand, a look in your eyes, A sign that the woman I was still survives. Just see me, please see me before I am gone, Bring me back home, bring me back home. Bridge I’ve been visiting hell, but I don’t belong there, I still have a return ticket through all this despair. So hold on to me while I’m losing the fight, And pull me back slowly into the light. Final Chorus I’m not made of iron, I’m not made of stone, I can’t keep pretending I’m carrying alone. Just show me I’m living, show me I’m still here, Give me a reason to conquer my fear. A touch of your hand, a look in your eyes, A promise that something inside me survives. Just see me, please see me, don’t let me be gone, Bring me back home… Bring me back home… Before I fade on.
