(J.R. Cochran)
You could build a wall around you
Now no one would blame you
Everyone would sigh and sympathize
For what you've been through.
You could count the feelings that he walked on
As a reason to let it in
Or count it as a ribbon in the race
That you've been running when you win.
But if it's love that you're playing for, bet it all
There's no way to save your pride
Or leave a cushion for yourself should you fall
If it's love that you're playing for, play to win
A heart is only broken when it loses the desire to try again.
But you could build a wall around you
Know no one would blame you
Those who gather round would not look down
Although they're seeing through.
You could let the sorrow that you're feeling
Be tomorrow's point of view
Or you could let the feeling that you're hoping for
Be what's guiding you.
So if it's love that you're playing for, ah, bet it all
There's no way to save your pride
Or leave a cushion for yourself should you fall
If it's love that you're playing for, play to win
A heart is only broken when it loses the desire to try again.
You could build a wall around you now...
