The price we pay to feel

Night after night,
We'd sit and wait for the morning light.
But we've waited far too long,
For all that's wrong to be made right.
Day after day,
Wishing all our cares away.
Trying to fight the things we feel,
But some hurts never heal.
Some ghosts are never gone,
But we go on,
We still go on.
And you find some way to survive
And you find out you don't have to be happy at all,
To be happier alive.
Day after day,
Give me clouds, and rain and gray.
Give me pain, if that's what's real.
It's the price we pay to feel.

When we open up our light.
Sons and daughters, husbands, wives.
Can fight that fight.
There will be light.