Talk

I’ve got something I need to say to you

So lets not pretend this war inside us is through

You know it’s not my style to get up and walk away

It’s such a shame that I have started feeling this way

We were once good friends, now so-called enemies

Let’s call a ceasefire to end, so this good thing, it don’t have to die

Now I only hear your voice talking when I’m dreaming

But it’s a struggle to fight my way through the crowd

I hear you calling out but your voice is too hard to find

I guess it’s drowning now with the others I’ve left behind

Side by side we fought our enemies

Now we’re caught in a cross fire, two of us in denial

I think it’s time that we talk

I think it’s time that we sort it out 

I think it’s time that we sit around and ask ourselves what it’s all about 

I think it’s time that we talk

I think it’s time that we sort it out 

I think it’s time that we sit around and ask ourselves what it’s all about