Whoa I'm coming back to the worldnI, I'll start it over againnWhoa, I've fallen down by the waysidenI'll get up and sing it againnnShe locks up all those tearsnOn her bed, the door closednSo she's all alonenHalfway through her sophomore yearnThe pressure's cut to the bonenOverwhelmed with the feelings she couldn't expressnShe paints red all over her fragile wristnDid she think she'd be alright?nDid she think she could live like this?nnSo she prays to godnTo believe in trust,nIn hope, in life, in lovenn(she said)nWhoa I'm coming back to the worldnI, I'll start it over againnWhoa, I've fallen down by the waysidenI'll get up and sing it againnnAnother day it's the same habit she tries to breaknIt doesn't go away, her problems still staynThere's more to life than thisnShe's always had a choice and today she's found the inner strength to singnnWhoa I'm coming back to the worldnI, I'll start it over againnWhoa, I've fallen down by the waysidenI'll get up and sing it againnnGet up and sing it againnAgain and again and againnGet up and sing it againnnWhoa I'm coming back to the worldnI, I'll start it over againnWhoa, I've fallen down by the waysidenI'll get up and sing it againnnWhoa I'm coming back to the worldnI, I'll start it over againn(I'll get up and sing it againnand again and again)nWhoa, I've fallen down by the waysidenI'll get up and sing it againnnWhoa I'm coming back to the worldnI, I'll start it over againnWhoa, I've fallen down by the waysidenI'll get up and sing it againn