On the ground, looking around
I see a sad man broken down
He goes unheard, without a word, wants only to be found
With a broken heart left on the floor, I see a girl
Want nothing more than to be loved rather than shoved around
We got one life to live with hope for another
But chase our dreams through hands of the other
Recover memories only to discover
To remember makes one wonder
Why the sun can't shine a bit brighter
Why our love has to preach to a choir
Why we're asked to fight for desire to be free
I know we're still learning to love
I know we're still learning to love
But sometimes we're too focused on ourselves
We say remember, remember me-"will I leave a legacy?"
That seems to be always the question that we beg to see
But history is just another story of memories
So, maybe we could write a better story
I'm still learning to love, I'm still, I'm still
I'm still, I'm still, I'm still learning to love
I'm still learning to love, I'm still, I'm still
I'm still, I'm still, I'm still learning to love
To be free