Well I may not be you and you not me,
But between us there are certain similarities.
Like I belive in love and the Devil will come,
Looking for us if we wrong some one.
Freedom, is ours to hold.
It's just a struggle in your mind,
To keep your soul, keep your soul.
And it's old, yes it's old,
It's just a struggle in your mind to keep your soul.
Well how long you're down,
Depends how you rise.
And life has a meaning so open your eyes.
The seeds that we speed into life to be trees,
Will soon become fallen,
If their roots aren't deep.
