Pauline Taylor
Текст песни Battlefield

Lately you've felt
Out on a ledge
Waiting for the
Wind to blow ya

Over and over
Oh maybe we'll see
You fly
Fly

Near in the end
You're on the mend
Safe and climbing
Up and highing
Closer and closer and closer
You're touching the sky

Turning your back
Oh you've got to look out for yourself
Walking away from the battlefield

Tattered and frail
Wasted away
Needing for the love to fill ya
Hoping and praying but no one is making you whole
Whole

Turing your back,
Oh you've got to look out for yourself
Walking away from the battlefield