When I step back from the fold And there is nothing left untold I will find a way to make it
Bust a break, and let this end Your last excuse is running thin I will find a way to make it I will find a way to make it
To wrestle with my soul again, why can't you To wrestle with my soul again, why can't you
When I step back from the fold The thought of emptiness controlled Still I find a way to make it I will find a way to make it
To wrestle with my soul again, why can't you To wrestle with my soul again, why can't you
You never listen to your heart Misdirected from the start
I will wrestle with my soul To wrestle with my soul again, why can't you To wrestle with my soul again Never listen to your heart To wrestle with my soul again You never listen to your heart