So I was lost, go count the cost,
Before you go to the holland road,
With your heart like a stone you spared no time in lashing out,
And I knew your pain and the effect of my shame, but you cut me down, you cut me down,

And I will not tell the thoughts of hell
That carried me home from the Holland road
With my heart like a stone and I put up no fight
To your callous mind, and from your corner you rose to cut me down, you cut me down,

So I hit my low, but little did I know that would not be the end,
From the holland road well I rose and I rose, and I paid less time,
To your callous mind, and I wished you well as you cut me down, you cut me down,

But I´ll still believe though there´s cracks you´ll see,
When I´m on my knees I´ll still believe,
And when I´ve hit the ground, neither lost nor found,

If you´ll believe in me I´ll still believe

But I´ll still believe though there´s cracks you´ll see,
When I´m on my knees I´ll still believe,
And when I´ve hit the ground, neither lost nor found,
If you´ll believe in me I´ll still believe