Verse 1)
In your eyes you lok so weary
Fighting light with dark and dreary
And even though you cant hear me
I’ll still sing
You go to church and pray on Sunday
You think your sins are cleaned that away
Dont’t know forgiveness just begins with you
If you could read my mind
Just read my mind
Then you could see what’s behind my eyes
If you could read my mind
Get your hand untied
Cause the battlefield is tired
(Verse 2)
Get a little bit stupid sometimes
Get a litlle bit jealous sometimes
Sometimes Ill be unfair but that’s just me
But I know that I’m not hiding
And I wont let your chains bind me
Because perfection is not the point of this
(Bridge)
If love made sense
Then I think there would be a book
To tell us who is really right and wrong
But I don’t want something simple
I don’t want to sing a normal song
Let’s just close our eyes and let it be
Cause the battelefield is tired
(Crous repeats)
Let’s just close our eyes and let it be
Cause the battelefield is tired
