There's a story burnin' in here in me
I want to tell it again and again
It's a story of redemption
Bound to change the hearts of men
And I cannot find the words
And sometimes it sounds absurd
And I don't even know myself
All the depths, the heights, the wealth
Oh, how can I tell this story again
To make you wonder when you stopped believing
How can I paint a picture of this kind of love
This kind of healing, oh oh oh
So I'll expand my vocabulary
Spend some time out the local library
Analyze the archetypes
Anything to get this right
'Cause the train that leaves the station
Is loaded down with connotation
And what you hear and what I say
Are night and day
Oh, how can I tell this story again
To make you wonder when you stopped believing
How can I paint a picture of this kind of love
This kind of healing, oh oh oh
Once upon a time
In a very, very far away land
Once upon a time
A long, long time ago
There was a man
Oh, how can I tell this story again
To make you wonder when you stopped believing
How can I paint a picture of this kind of love
This kind of healing, oh oh oh
Well, well, well, well
How can I tell this story again?
Well, once upon a time
A very long, long time ago
There was a man
There was a man
How can I tell?
How can I tell a story again and again and again and again?