Freedom

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