i tried to reach you
on valentine´s day
but how can i reach you
when you´re so far away

don´t make me a victim
don´t make me the clown
with my arms reaching out
and my head hanging down

chorus:
we can´t go on
touching the flame
breakin the rules
of the game

i bring you this cross
i carved out of wood
i´m just trying to tell you
that i´d change if i could

grew up on the west side
never even been to the east side
don´t know what they do with their lives
over there - over there

we can´t go on
hiding the pain
breakin the rules
of the game

we can´t go on
living in shame
breakin the rules
of the game