These days its all push n shove and there's no love. Just look to the sky's above and see that flying white dove. If you believe it, what ever way you chose to perceive it... it exists, and there's some who got none, I got some... so I guess I'm a lucky one. I felt like the tin man, searching for a heart, when all the time I had one from the start. The way I never felt love tore me apart, when you're scared of being hurt, you're not who you really are. Throw on your armour, keep em at a far, its hard to trust when you're kept in the dark, but just one spark keeps love alive, watched from above could light the night sky.
