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
But 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 doubt is creeping in
He swings with all his might
At all that might have been
And she's in love with him
But lovers don't always win
He never even saw the swing
She calls out his name, calls his name

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

What breaks your bones
Is not the load you're carrying
What breaks you down
Is all in how you carry

The lover held her love
She begged him not to go
She unwrapped his gloves
The lover said I know, I know, I know
Kissed his trembling lips
She touched his fingertips
But somehow they both know
He's not coming home, coming home

Loneliness has always been with me, with me
Maybe we were meant to be on our own
But I got to try or it will destroy me
Cause maybe we don't have to be all alone

El Peleador

La amante sostenía a su amado
Le rogaba que no fuera
El peleador se amarraba los guantes
El peleador decía: "Lo sé, lo sé"
Sólo esta última vez
Te prometo que seguirás siendo mía
Pero él no puede prometer mucho
Y va por un último toque
Un último toque

Tal vez estábamos destinados a estar solos, solos
Tal vez estábamos destinados a estar cada quien por su lado
La soledad siempre ha estado conmigo, conmigo
Pero tal vez no tenemos que estar todos solos

El peleador entra al ring
La dudad se empieza a amontonar
Golpea con toda su fuerza
Y con todo lo que pudiera ser
Y ella está enamorada de él
Pero los amantes no siempre ganan
Ni siquiera vio el swing que recibió
Ella grita su nombre, grita su nombre

Tal vez estábamos destinados a estar solos, solos
Tal vez estábamos destinados a estar cada quien por su lado
La soledad siempre ha estado conmigo, conmigo
Pero tal vez no tenemos que estar todos solos


Lo que rompe tus huesos
No es la carga que llevas
Lo que te destruye
Está en cómo lo cargas

La amante sostenía a su amado
Le rogaba que no se fuera
Ella desamarró sus guantes
La amante dijo: "Lo sé, lo sé"
Besó sus labios temblorosos
Tocó la punta de sus dedos
Pero de alguna forma ambos sabían
Que él no regresaría a casa, no regresaría a casa

La soledad siempre ha estado conmigo, conmigo
Tal vez estábamos destinados a estar cada quien por su lado
Pero debo intentarlo o me destruirá
Porque tal vez no tenemos que estar todos solos