Fighting With G(love)s

Jan 09, 2010 14:17

“Fighting with G(love)s”

I was a man, who could use a helping hand,
Fell asleep on a Sunday afternoon,
Tired eyes, some internal kind of lies,
When no one else rightly had a clue,
But I’m dusting off my shoes,
And pulling my smile out that draw,
No one else can be put me through,
What’s already been done before,
So in a way I know what’s in store,
And I’m all ready for,

The World, and its chaos,
A woman, and her strength,
Forgiveness, and its pay off,
A drive, and what it brings,

I’m a lover not a fighter, but I’ll fight when it comes to love,
If a bad situation can unite us, then it’s all for a cause,
I’m an old soul, who is looking kind of young,
Got a heart on my sleeve and a pair of boxing gloves,
And they say it’s all been done,
So does that mean there is nothing else to do?
Or should we take that to be a challenge of,
Us providing something new,
So let’s walk through that door,
Cause I’m all ready for,

The World, and its chaos,
A woman, and her strength,
Forgiveness, and its pay off,
A drive, and what it brings,

And they will say there is no way,
You must give in to be sane,
A dream and reality,
Are never meant to be, together and the same,
But for me I’ll always fight,
For what should be mine,
Cause we’ve only got time,
As an antagonist in life,
So go do what is right,
Yeah go do what you like,
For your heart and your mind,
And I will fight, for,

The World, and its chaos,
A woman, and her strength,
Forgiveness, and its pay off,
A drive, and what it brings.

figthts, love, gloves, world, time, women

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