I know __________ one ______________ day,
all our scars will di-sa-ppear,
like the stars at dawn
and all of our pain ______________,
will fade a-way when mor-ning comes
and on ____________ that _______________ day
when we look backwards we will see,
that e-ve-ry-thing is changed
and all of our trials _____________,
will be as mile-stones on the way
and as long as we live,
e-very scar is a bridge to
some-one's bro-ken heart
and there's no grea-ter love,
than that one shed his blood for his friends
on that day all of the scales
will swing to set all the wrongs to right
all of our tears _____________,
and all of our fears will take to flight
but un-til then all of our scars
will still re-main, but we've learned
that if we'll
o-pen the wounds ____________
and share them then soon
they start to heal
and as long as we live,
e-very scar is a bridge
to so-meone's bro-ken heart
and there's no grea-ter love,
than that one shed his blood for his friends
