I feell like I'm fighting for every inch of your heart
on a battlefield of memories
across painful seas that won't part
In a press for the moment
As I contend for the chance
to allow your soul to move me
to let our hearts dance
Because brushing past my lies
are lips that speak to what's inside
And as I fall into your arms
there I lose all my disguise
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