and I donât believe in miracles.a light can only shine for so longthen it fades awayand Iâm failing insideand the shadows my eyesfind are blinding and breaking me.and I donât believe in miraclesa love can only fight for so longthen it fades away.even love must expireand the hurt kills my eyesit is blinding and breaking meand I never stop to smell the rose.the thorns can only sting for so longthen it fades awayeven hurt has to diejust the blink of an eyeand I know nothing gold can stayand I never stop to smell the rosean ache by any other namewould still kill me the samei am darkening insideand this absence of lightit is blinding and breaking meand Iâm fearing that weâre on our owna heart can fight for so long then it tears awayleaving absence of doubt and a soul crying outthat there must be a better wayand Iâm looking for a miraclea life can only fail for so long then it must be saveda light shining so bright intervening divinebe it blinding