Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh take me back to the start

And if you could've tried to trust the hand that fed
You would've never been hungry
But you never really be

The more of this or less of this or is there any difference
or are we just holding onto the things we don't have anymore?

Quem um dia irá dizer que existe razão nas coisas feitas pelo coração?

E quem irá dizer que não existe razão.. ?