Good Charlotte

As I leave the empty station,
First thing I see is the sun over the mountains.
West Hastings Street anxiously waiting.
That's when I feel that God is all around me.
And I don't know where to begin, to say
I'm sorry for my sins,
So I collapse into your open arms...
I'm sorry it took me so long,
Out here, for me to find my way back home.
I didn't have a reason
For when I stopped believing,
But I needed you to know
That I'm right where I belong.
Now I see everything clearly,
In the rear view,
That you were right beside me.
So long ago, my voice of reason,
It disappeared, along with my convictions.
And now I know where it begins.
Accept forgiveness for my sins,
And just collapse into your open arms...