Текст: Mark Owen. How the Mighty Fall. Stand.

A bag of years, a cup of tears, lie in a glass
And every line on my face has a tale to tell.

For, I have worn this skin I live in
And so I will until I'm dying
I've had it good, had it bad, until its over.

Stand, if you wanna know yourself
Stand, if your head's with someone else
Stand, if you feel like making up
Stand, when you think you've had enough

A set of words, a busy mind lie in a bed
And everyday there is a way I've yet to walk
So many times I took for granted
When love is all I've ever wanted
To come alive, see the sights, stay up late and then its over.

Stand, if you love the one you're with

Stand, when you've nothing else to give
Stand, cos its all you'll ever know
Stand, cos there's nowhere left to go
Stand, if you have something to say
Stand, when you need a place to stay
Stand, if you wanna be alone
Stand, anywhere you want to

All that I am is all I'll be, when you....
Stand, as a woman or a man
Stand, anywhere you know you can
Stand, if you want without a sound
Stand, when you're tired of sitting down