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We are young
heartache to heartache we stand
No promises no demands
but love is a battlefield.
We are strong
no-one can tell us we're wrong
Searching our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
love is a battlefield.
You're begging me to go
then making me stay -
Why do you hurt me so bad?
It would help me to know
do I stand in your way
Or am I the best thing you've had?
Believe me
believe me
I can't tell you why
But I'm trapped by your love
and I'm chained to your side.
We are young
heartache to heartache we stand
. . .
When I'm losing control
will you turn me away or touch me deep inside'
And when all this gets old
will it still feel the same?
There's no way this will die
But if we get much closer
I could lose control
And if your heart surrenders you'll need me to hold.
We are young
heartache to heartache we stand
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