How Can I Tell

There's a story burning in me I want to tell it again and again It's a story of redemption Bound to change the hearts of men I cannot find the words and sometimes it's sounds absurd and I don't even know myself all the depths the heights the wealth How can I tell this story again to make you wonder when You stopped believing How can I paint a picture of this kind of love This kind of healing Oh So I'll expand my vocabulary Spend some time in the local library Analyze the archetypes Anything to get this right Cause the train that leaves the station Is loaded down with connotation When what you hear and what I say /] Are night and day How can I tell this story again to make you wonder when You stopped believing How can I paint a picture of this kind of love This kind of healing Oh Once upon a time In a very, very far away land Once upon a time A long long time ago There was a manÖ. How can I tell this story again to make you wonder when You stopped believing How can I paint a picture of this kind of love This kind of healing Oh