Broke down, derailed, the passion fleeting,
Misplaced our sense of urgency,
Do we believe and keep on trying?
Do we concede our will to be?
What will it take for us?
The years have led us to this evening,
And can desire be enough?
What else is left for us to see?
Two years - we'll walk, we won't look back,
Two years to never have a love that felt so right,
So many times we were let down,
So many times we found a reason to let go.
We've played this scene, still making effort,
One theme, one dream we hope is true,
Despite ourselves, our careless reason,
A mean, a need to carry through,
What will it take for us?
The years have led us to this evening,
And can desire be enough?
What else is left for us to see?
Two years - we'll walk, we won't look back,
Two years to never have a love that felt so right,
So many times we were let down,
So many times we found a reason to let go.
And after you have hit the floor, you question to stand up for more,
The odds are looking very slim; there's less of you and more of them,
Is this for nothing?
Do we care?
The nameless faces unaware,
How many times to kiss the ground, to get up for another round?
What will it take for us?
The years have led us to this evening,
And can desire be enough?
What else is left for us to see?
Two years - we'll walk, we won't look back,
Two years to never have a love that felt so right,
So many times we were let down,
So many times we found a reason to let go.
