Hard Like a Boxer

Some people walk in rows
As they really feel inside
Some people breath slowly
Afraid to look and cry

But my friend your heart calls for freadom
My friend your heart cries to heaven
Beating hard like a boxer
Seems you watch to be seen

Some people give it up
Injuring his soul with a sharp sword
Some people walk alone
Free to learn, to live, and to whatever they want

But my friend your heart calls for freadom
My friend your heart cries to heaven
Beating hard like a boxer
Seems you watch to be seen