Used to be my life was a page of white

Then You wrote Your name on my heart

And I began to see the image clear with every line

As You became the author of my soul, so the story goes

Now every day I stand before two roads

And every day I′m faced with a choice

To follow other signs or read the writing on my heart

But one is always fiction, one is true, so You're the road I choose

′Cause what am I without You, what am I

And looking at the pages in the story of my life

The core of my existence flows from You, from any point of view

So what am I without You, what am I and what's the use

What am I without You, what am I