I miss feeling fun,
Love was easier when we were young
I miss your hands, your hands on me
The way they used to touch me
I miss to feel real
Oh god I almost forgot how it feels
I need to find my way back home and I need...
I need to go, I need to win my love back
I need to find my hidden heart and attack!
I need to know that we are more than side by side when the fear, the cold fear kicks in
I need to go, I need to win my love back
I need to find my hidden heart and attack!
I need to know that we are more than lovers when the storm comes and baby the storm will come
It will come, it will come
I miss you and me
The dreams, the hopes, the way we could be
I miss to believe
In something more than egos and greed
I miss to be clean
The city, the pressure gets to me
This is my last chance and I need...
I need to go, I need to win my love back
I need to find my hidden heart and attack!
I need to know that we are more than side by side when the fear, the cold fear kicks in
I need to go, I need to win my love back
I need to find my hidden heart and attack!
I need to know that we are more than lovers when the storm comes and baby the storm will come
It will come, it will come