They push and shove, tease and taunt.

Push you to become somebody else.

Once you have, it's hell trying to fly.

And I couldn't find wings.

Then you. 

A fool I lent my soul to love.

Its full of love, falls too fast

And in the mirror I'm laughing through my tears once more.

For when my sorrows come, my love, you're there.

And so I soared. 

It's the story of a lifetime...

trust that never comes.

Though love may shatter, you'll always be there.

I don't talk to continue being your lover.

You take my hand, touch me, when I've lost my self. 

It's the story that starts when I'm so happy,

if tomorrow at least.

So happy I'm home at last.

Soaring through the sky, you follow me.

A broken heart I am no longer.