This and who I used to be nDon’t matter much at all to menThe pit you dug to plant your feet’s nA far cry from my destinynNot even the cloudsnNot even the pastnNot even the hands of God nCould hold me back from younnDark and lonely is the ride nThe devil always by my sidenThough no match for what lies between nA thought of you, your trust for menNot even the sunnA bullet from a gunnNo nothing that this world could bringnOr anything someone could donCould hold me back from younnNo count of gold placed in my handnThe largest find, the greatest sumnThough some would say it’d ease our pain nWe know that it can’t be donenNot even the sunnNot even the cloudsnNot even the pastnNo nothing that this world could bringnOr anything someone could donCould hold me back from younCould hold me back from younCould hold me back from you