I know __________ one ______________ day, all our scars will di-sa-ppear, like the stars at dawn and all of our pain ______________, will fade a-way when mor-ning comes and on ____________ that _______________ day when we look backwards we will see, that e-ve-ry-thing is changed and all of our trials _____________, will be as mile-stones on the way and as long as we live, e-very scar is a bridge to some-one's bro-ken heart and there's no grea-ter love, than that one shed his blood for his friends on that day all of the scales will swing to set all the wrongs to right all of our tears _____________, and all of our fears will take to flight but un-til then all of our scars will still re-main, but we've learned that if we'll o-pen the wounds ____________ and share them then soon they start to heal and as long as we live, e-very scar is a bridge to so-meone's bro-ken heart and there's no grea-ter love, than that one shed his blood for his friends