Текст:
Don't know if I believe in a God
Don't know if I believe there's not
Don't know if I believe in fate
Don't know if I believe we make our own way
I love, I lose, I scar when I bruise
Well, dear life
Sometimes I feel you carry me
And then I feel you're letting go
No ties, I'm wild, running free
Am I a fool to think I'm in control?
Should I lay back, and let the tide wash over me?
All the fight, dear life
What do you hold from me? (hold from me?, hold from me?, hold from me?, hold from me?)