To feel a beat or two from this heart |
She loves to hear the sadness in my songs |
Every heart has a story, every glance tells |
I was the one you always dreamed of, |
There is no dignity to death in battle; one simply becomes another casualty in a war that strips men of their identity and turns them into statistics. |
She closed her heart and refused to believe |
You told me to hold you but i guess i let go |
A heart is not a play thing |
So you look into the water |
You tried to fit into the arms where I belong |