In my life, I've done things, I'm not proud of
And too often, watched my dreams, turn to sand
But it looks like, I might, have turned a corner
You make me, want to be, a better man
There's no new leaves left, for me, to turn over
I'm in a prison, built by, my own hand
I pray, at last, I found salvation
You make me, want to be, a better man
I can't, go on living, this way
And that's a fact, I know, you understand
I don't know much, but one thing's, for certain
You make me, want to be, a better man
And too often, watched my dreams, turn to sand
But it looks like, I might, have turned a corner
You make me, want to be, a better man
There's no new leaves left, for me, to turn over
I'm in a prison, built by, my own hand
I pray, at last, I found salvation
You make me, want to be, a better man
I can't, go on living, this way
And that's a fact, I know, you understand
I don't know much, but one thing's, for certain
You make me, want to be, a better man