Written by ： Arthur Joseph Lyburn

Sometimes I feel like giving up

Giving in to the dark

Sometimes I feel like crying out

Trying to speak from my heart

I wish you could hold me here

Give a reason what it's for

I would try to become pure

Tiny echo of the lord

Sometimes I feel like loving you

Is all I have holding on

Sometimes I feel like letting go

It's a gift to be born

I wish you could hold me here

Give a reason what it's for

I would try to become pure

Tiny echo of the lord

Tiny echo of the lord

Tiny echo of the lord

Tiny echo of the lord