When the sunshine burns the darkness, remove the veil that lingers on your face,
The stains of time still mark us, standing in the aftermath of grace,
Standing in the aftermath of grace.
Do you want to hear these stories of love and our mistakes?
Will you show us all your glory, to soothe and to erase the stains of time?
Do you want to hear the stories of love and our mistakes?
Will you show us all your glory, to soothe and to erase?
