Battlefield (A Letter to You)

Won't you come over love,
I've been wrestling in my mind
Seems it's about that time to give it up

'Cause in my head every word I say
Somebody's taking sides
A hopeless heart afraid to trust

See I've never been quite sure of any one thing in my life
So tonight I lay down at my bed just hoping for words to guide

Your soul is the battlefield of your reason and your passion
A wise man once said, and if so then surely I have bled
My thoughts and worries to the ground
And I'm laying here between them now
As I'm holding my hands up and out
To you

See I've never been quite sure of any one thing in my life
So what makes me so sure that someone could set it right?

Your soul is the battlefield of your reason and your passion
Tonight that's what I read
And I know
For surely I have bled my thoughts and worries to the ground
And I'm laying here between them now
As I'm holding my hands up and out
To you

Will you keep me safe in the storm
I know I've gotta run through it
But with you I'll be warm
Out of anyone I blame myself for the damage that's been done
This mind and heart alone can be a sword to our destruction

So I'm laying here between them now
Taking shelter for I'm found
As I'm holding my hands up and out
To you



Credits
Writer(s): Sia Furler, Larry Goldings
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