I know that the hardest
part of love is not the
things I have to give, no…
It’s what I give up – I’m giving up ground – I’m
trading in my solitude for safety now. All my pride,
it doesn’t stand a chance against the way you move.
You’re tearing up roots & breaking down walls.
I don’t stand a chance at all against the way you move.
You’re like a lion – standing
in my house – and you’re taking off the
doors on your way in … I got nothing left
to hide behind. You’re reading all my faith & all
my fear in my eyes…
All my pride, you know it doesn’t
stand a chance against the way
you move – you’re tearing up my
roots & breaking down
walls – and I don’t stand a
chance at all against the way
you move…
