Somewhere hidden inside us, there's a door that we keep locked,
Where all the "coulds" and "shoulds" reside; regrets we couldn't see,
Push it open, shut it tight or simply let it be,
Something we decide, something we believe.
'Cause if there's any more to life, you could hear the angels sing,
If there's anymore to life, it would change everything.
Here's to all the unsatisfied,
Find a place where the skeletons lie,
In-between the deeds and promises, you'll find the truth,
Cut the chord, and stop the growth on envy's bitter root,
Is anything we find, anything we see?
'Cause if there's any more to life, you could hear the angels sing,
If there's anymore to life, it would change everything.
If there's any more to...
If there's any more to...
If there's any more to life.
If there's more to life than I knew...
If there's more to life than I knew...
If there's more to life than I knew...(in-between the deeds and promises, you'll find the truth)
If there's more to life than I knew...(shut the door and lock the key of envy's bitter root)
Is anything we find, anything we see?
'Cause if there's any more to life, you could hear the angels sing,
If there's anymore to life, it would change everything.
If there's any more to...
If there's any more to...
If there's any more to life,
If there's any more to...
If there's any more to...
If there's any more to life.
