In My Darkest Hour

In My Darkest Hour - Mark Wilkinson

Composed by：Mark Edward Wilkinson

Produced by：Ben Cramer

In my darkest hour

With all my colour drained

Waiting in this quiet bed of refusal and refrain

Waiting for the wind to come and spread my spirit thin

Forget the person I was

Forget the battles I lost

And feel the end

In my darkest hour

I felt you arrive

Lift me from my shallow grave and urge me to survive

No more waiting for the world to change

No more a feather in the breeze

For I have strength in these arms

And I have choice in my palms

So hear me sing