Axe - Battles

9. Battles

I often dream of nights I'd sit
And watch the rising sun
And I spoke to you of life
And of the battles I had won

A warm wind blowing memories
Makes me long for home
But a cold wind blows much harder
And it makes me want to roam

Let me go from this lonely land
Before my dreams all vanish
Like water in the sand

Let me run from this lonely place
Before my dreams are shattered
By love I can't erase

I search to find the meaning
Of the path that I am on
And I hope that my direction
Will not make me walk alone

I stumble for the answers
To the questions that remain
Around the world I've touched the sun
And now I'm back again

Let me go from this lonely land
Before my dreams all vanish
Like water in the sand

Let me run from this lonely place
Before my dreams are shattered
By love I can't erase