We are young heartache to heartache we No promises no demands Love is a battlefield.
We are strong no-one can tell us we're wrong Searching our hearts for so Both of us knowing Love is a battlefield.
You're begging me go then making me - Why do you hurt me so bad? It would help me to know do I stand in your way Or am the best thing you've had? Believe me believe me can't tell you why
But I'm trapped by your love and I'm chained to your side. We are young to heartache we stand no promises, no demads love is a
When I'm losing control And when all this gets old will it still feel the same? There's no way this will die
But if we get much closer could lose control
And if your heart surrenders need me to hold. We are young heartache to heartache we stand ...