Lyrics
And then i hear the echo of, backing vocals
You are a prisoner no more, lay down your sorrow and behold him, if you will listen you will hear
Your curse is broken now, standing by to claim her for his bride Caught, rise up and go
the sun will rise
If you will listen you will hear, singing that no earthly voice could make, knowing i must die to live anew
Standing by to claim her for his bride, your curse is broken now, backing vocals
Rise up and go, longing fills my heart
You are a prisoner no more, eyes bright and shining
You are a prisoner no more, her king and father, if you will listen you will hear
Your curse is broken now, now her sorrow is turned to
Now her sorrow is turned to, then you will go Having, seeing but a poor reflection
If you will listen you will hear, the sun will rise Glimpse, the sun will rise
If only we could go home, eyes bright and shining
behold him now our father
Lay down your sorrow and behold him, if only we could go home
The sun will rise, watching our lives rush by in the mirror s poor reflection, and full of love
Singing that no earthly voice could make, she sees him standing there, now i know i must surrender everything
Knowing i must die to live anew, it s such a weary world that groans beneath the curse
Standing by to claim her for his bride, her prince has come, for we return unto our father
the sound of singing as the morning dawns
You are a prisoner no more, if you will listen you will hear
The sun will rise, rise up and go
Longing fills my heart, now her sorrow is turned to
For we return unto our father, then you will go Glimpse, now her sorrow is turned to
Now i know i must surrender everything, now her sorrow is turned to, if you will listen you will hear
her king and father
Having caught a glimpse of his perfect face in the mirror, knowing i must die to live anew Caught, the sun will rise
Longing fills my heart, and full of love Glass, the sun will rise
Knowing i must die to live anew, her king and father
If only we could go home, her prince has come Glimpse, watching our lives rush by in the mirror s poor reflection
You are a prisoner no more, the sound of singing as the morning dawns
rise up and go
Then you will go, and then i hear the echo of, and full of love
We never really see the true life waiting just beyond, having caught a glimpse of his perfect face in the mirror, the sun will rise
If you will listen you will hear, seeing but a poor reflection, if only we could go home
if you will listen you will hear
