Is this the American dream?
To sacrifice all that's right for only what may seem to bring true contentment?
Luxury can't buy you peace.
And now I know what must be done.
I refuse to be a part of a world that's based on wants, not needs.
I will be the torch; the torch that will shine through humanity.
My achievements will not be undone and I will fight for the chance to see the sun.
I object to the wrong that you've done and I will fight for the chance to see the sun again.
What is this life? Does it even have meaning?
Or is this just a play without an ending?
Lift you head from your hands.
Lay your burdens down.
Take the hand He's been lending.
And I know there's more to all of this and I'll fight for the chance to see the sun again.