I was lost until I found her... then life made sense...
I was lost and didn't know it until I found my brother again, now I have four new brothers
I was trying to find myself when I found her instead.
She made me want more. She made me want what my brothers all had, a life I could share
Then a man tried to take her away from me and I wasn't going to let that happen
I will fight to keep her, if she'll let me.
I was alone and running, my life had no meaning
Then I met him.
He touched me and I felt something I'd never felt before, I felt alive
I couldn't run this time when my past came to call
I couldn't bear to let him go either. Could he, would he stand beside me to win this fight? Or will my past rip us apart?