Was that, love?

"The beauty that's been when love was wilder than the wind."

You've built a love but that love falls apart.

Your little piece of heaven turns too dark.

I don't know where you're going and I don't know why, but listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye.

Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.

The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.

They're swept away and nothing is what is seems, the feeling of belonging to your dreams.

And there are voices that want to be heard.

So much to mention but I can't find the words.