This verse hits me like a sledgehammer..
Boy, come on out from the cold
You're lost outside there, don't you know?
It's not what you say, it's what you do
Just keep wishing your wishes are true
Well your dreams, they're reality
There's no pain, there's no misery
Just polish the blood and the bruise
For there's just no way you can lose
Well I wish it was true.