| D | Dsus2 | D | |
| I stand on the s | tai | rway |
| G | |
| My back to the | dungeon |
| A | |
| The doorway to | freedom |
| D | |
| So close to my | hand |
| G | |
| And voices behi | nd me |
| D | |
| So bitterly da | mn me |
| A | |
| For seeking s | alvation |
| D | Dsus2 | D | |
| They dont und | ersta | nd |
| Chorus: |
| Gm? |
| Lord, help me to shoulder |
| D | |
| The burden of | freedom |
| Gm? |
| And give me the courage |
| A | |
| To be what I | can |
| D | |
| And when I am w | ounded |
| G | |
| By those who co | ndemn me |
| A | |
| Lord, help me forg | ive them |
| D | Dsus2 | D | |
| They dont und | ersta | nd |
| Their lonely frustration |
| Descending to laughter |
| Erases the footprints |
| I leave in the sand |
| But Im free to travel |
| Where no one can follow |
| In search of the kingdom |
| They dont understand |
| Chorus: |
| Gm? |
| Lord, help me to shoulder |
| D | |
| The burden of fr | eedom |
| Gm? |
| And give me the courage |
| A | |
| To be what I | can |
| D | |
| And when I have w | ounded |
| G | |
| The last one who | loved me |
| A | |
| God help her forg | ive me |
| D | Dsus2 | D | |
| I dont unders | tand. |
| Gm? 3 3 4 5 5 3 |