The sacrifice of love

Is it life and love a true sacrifice?

Or is it just the flow that makes us free?

Is the way to be real and don’t doubt

Not to perish and live as one

 

To choose the real quest

To do what´s right and not what´s easy

To let it come and see beyond

To embrace and to let it grow

 

The real sacrifice is

To never let it in

To dwell into believing

That it doesn’t exist

 

At the step of faith it lies

If you can’t see it

Or never feel it around

It shan´t come forth

 

So what a sacrifice indeed

Is to let yourself to love and feel

There is no quest so great

That the one to find yourself