segunda-feira, 3 de agosto de 2009

love is not a battlefield

another stupid truce
will these words be enough?
or just some other excuse?
What should I say?
May I be tough?

If you let the emptiness fills this space again
If you just go and forget why you came
If you keep your head straight
just fourteen days more


Love is not a battlefield
So no need in pointing me
weapons and blunt accusations
Let your wounds be healed
no need in having expectations
our furture, our lives, our love


we all speculate 'bout things
sometimes we don't even understand
I'm finding it hard not to breath baby
so if you say hang on again
maybe I won't be able to stand
So don't you take too long

Oh If you let the emptiness fills this space again
If you just go and forget why you came
If you keep your head straight
just fourteen days more

Love is not a battlefield
So no need in pointing me
weapons and blunt accusations
Let your wounds be healed
no need in having expectations
our furture, our lives, our love

No surprise, no mistake
no fight, just don't say,
okay, okay

Love is not a battlefield
So no need in pointing me
weapons and blunt accusations
Let your wounds be healed
no need in having expectations
our furture, our lives, our love

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