The Fighter

The lover held her love

She begged him not to go

The fighter wrapped his gloves

The fighter said I know, I know, I know

Just this one last time

I swear you'll still be mine

He can't promise much

He goes for one last touch, one last touch

Maybe we were meant to be lonely, lonely

Maybe we were meant to be on our own

Loneliness has always been with me, with me

But maybe we don't have to be all alone

The fighter goes inside

The dawn is creeping in

He swings with all his might

At all that might have been

<p style="text-align:left;">And she's in love with him

<p style="text-align:left;">But lovers don't always win

<p style="text-align:left;">He never even saw the swing

<p style="text-align:left;">She calls out his name, calls him name

<p style="text-align:left">Maybe we were meant to be lonely, lonely

<p style="text-align:left;">Maybe we were meant to be on our own

<p style="text-align:left;">Loneliness has always been with me, with me

<p style="text-align:left;">But maybe we don't have to be all alone

<p style="text-align:left;">What breaks your bones

<p style="text-align:left;">Is not the load you're carrying

<p style="text-align:left;">What breaks you down

<p style="text-align:left;">Is all in how you carry

<p style="text-align:left;">The lover held her love

<p style="text-align:left;">She begged him not to go

<p style="text-align:left;">She unwrapped his gloves

<p style="text-align:left;">The lover said I know, I know, I know

<p style="text-align:left;">Kissed his trembling lips

<p style="text-align:left;">She touched his fingertips

<p style="text-align:left;">But somehow they both know,

<p style="text-align:left;">He's not coming home, coming home

<p style="text-align:left;">Maybe we were meant to be lonely, lonely

<p style="text-align:left;">Maybe we were meant to be on our own

<p style="text-align:left;">Cause I gotta try, or it will destroy me

<p style="text-align:left;">But maybe we don't have to be all alone <p style="text-align:left;">