No Man’s Land

I owe it to you to remind you
Of the greatest mystery
To remind you of your great stories
That you'll be telling
When you're leaving and there's nothing
Your hands will be holding
To remind you
To remind you of complete restoration
To remind you of the beautiful decorations
That you'll be wearing
When you're leaving and there's something
Your heart will be holding
Your heart will be holding
Your heart will be holding
Something something
Your soul will be singing
Your soul will be singing
Trust in your song