Faces on the ground.
Great Good God on high.
Bring back the peace,
that we used to let fly.

We were... all that we were fighting for.
We were... all that there was to fight for.

Sweet sleep come to me.
And fulfill my needs.
The rain on the ground,
covers the bare leaves.

Is this... really all we are fighting for?
Is this... all really worth fighting for?

In the fields and in the flesh.
We have come here to die.
Pages of the pain,
cloud up my once clear mind.

It is you... that I am fighting for.
It is you... that will break me no more.
This love... is all that we can own.
This love... is all that can be known.

And late one night we'll both be sleeping,
dreaming of our innocence.