I’ve never been back to where I dropped my voice Along with the will to break through The wall of scuffling girls and boys In the merciless jungle of youth
It’s taken me this long to get this far And connect all the dots between my thoughts The true language of a grown man’s heart Is a battle with kisses and swords
My, my, my I’m cold and warm I’m whole, I’m torn I’m dead, I’m new-born My, my, my I can’t be sure If I’m in love or at war ’Cause I’ve never been in love And I’ve never been at war Before
