The Cost (Stripped)

Oh, we were young With hearts full of love and a song on our tongues Built for the race But fallen from grace from the sound of the gun But you held my hand Still I don't know how to stand In the form of the man That people mistake me as Oh, we were strong As the streets we walked on and the drink in our cups High on the night We hid from the sky 'till day became dusk And the crowds came to fight But saw themselves out too soon And you stayed behind Singing in darker rooms And the days that we're owed Are swimming inside our veins And the moments we stole Are wetting our brush with paint Oh, we were lost From the moment the cost took more than it's share Heavier still The weight of a will and the heart of a prayer