paroles de chanson Fighting to Get Out - Jan Johnston

The sky is falling on my dream
Bringing chaos to my hell
I won't get hysterical
No the past is dead and
I'm standing outside your door
I know paradise within
Why am I frightened?
Why am I frightened?
To go in
To go in
I'm screaming but no sound emits
Tears are streaming
But my face isn't wet
Words are forming but I haven't spoken yet
I try to know myself but I'm complex
You wouldn't understand me
Who'd blame you?
Not me
So I sit gently rocking myself
Looking further than my eyes can see
Something stirs within me
And it's fighting to get out
I sit gently rocking myself
Looking further than my eyes can see
Something stirs within me
And it's fighting to get out
Is this love?
Is it
I try not to dwell on this
So I bash those thoughts away and
I stand here connected now
I'm flowing with my day and I'm
Sitting close to my fear
But I'm not breaking down
Tears fall like straight words
My tears fall like straight words
Escaping
I'm screaming but no sound emits
Tears are streaming
But my face isn't wet
Words are forming but I haven't spoken yet
I try to know myself but I'm complex
You wouldn't understand me
Who'd blame you?
Not me
Oh so I sit gently rocking myself
Looking further than my eyes can see
Something stirs within me
And it's fighting to get out
I sit gently rocking myself
Looking further than my eyes can see
Something stirs within me
And it's fighting to get out
I sit gently rocking myself
Looking further than my eyes can see
Something stirs within me
And it's fighting to get out
Is this love?
Is it love?
Won't get hysterical
I won't get hysterical
Is it?
The past is dead