She wakes up in a cold sweat on the floor beside her bed / The cries of her baby still echo in her head / She wonders what she's done, was it right, or was it wrong / Whatever the case, it still makes every night so long / She wants to take it back, she wants to close the door / She wants to go back to the life she had before / She made the choice to rid herself of her past mistakes / She regrets it now and wonders how she ever could repay / The light that shines before her eyes ain't possibly man-made / The grace she feels in her blood is real as she falls down and prays / She wants to take it back, she wants to close the door / She wants to go back to the life she had before / Her vision's stained with red; the blood before her eyes / A knife stabs through her heart each time a baby cries /