A hand on my side
your words in my face
tell me why
love is an eternal bond
you make it a test
everytime you tell me you dont love me
i know its not true
hearts have collided more than once
but still we make it through
i dream about flying away
like peter pan in the air
but everytime it seems your lies
bring back down to earth
a ball and chain
im shackled at your side
i try to break free
i want to fly
fighting is a way for frustrations to break free
sometimes i wish our lives
werent you and me
remember the words we said on that glorious day
till death do us part
is the life i must obey
a death of a soul
a life of a heart
i hope this fighting will end
so we can make a new start
