Well I may not be you and you not me, But between us there are certain similarities. Like I belive in love and the Devil will come, Looking for us if we wrong some one. Freedom, is ours to hold. It's just a struggle in your mind, To keep your soul, keep your soul. And it's old, yes it's old, It's just a struggle in your mind to keep your soul. Well how long you're down, Depends how you rise. And life has a meaning so open your eyes. The seeds that we speed into life to be trees, Will soon become fallen, If their roots aren't deep.