She reads a book from across the street Waiting for someone that she'll never meet Talk over coffee for an hour or two She wonders why I'm always in a good mood Killing time before she struts her stuff She needs support and I've become the crutch She'll never know how much she means to me I'd play the game but I'm the referee (Surrender) Every word, every thought, every sound (Surrender) Every touch, every smile, every frown (Surrender) All the pain we've endured until now (Surrender) All the hope that I lost you have found (Surrender) Yourself to me Even though I know what I'm looking for She's got a brick wall behind her door I'd travel time and confess to her But I'm afraid she'd shoot the messenger Refrain I think I found a flower in a field of weeds I think I found a flower in a field of weeds Searching until my hands bleed This flower don't belong to me I think I found a flower in a field of weeds I think I found a flower in a field of weeds Searching until my hands bleed This flower don't belong to me This flower don't belong to me Why can't she belong to me ? Every word, every thought, every sound Every touch, every smile, every frown All the pain we've endured until now All the hope that I lost, you have found (Surrender) Every word, every thought, every sound (Surrender) Every touch, every smile, every frown (Surrender) All the pain we've endured until now (Surrender) All the hope that I lost you have found (Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask (Surrender) Has my moment come and passed ? (Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask (Surrender) Has my moment come and passed ? (Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask (Surrender) Has my moment come and passed ? (Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask * Finir sur *

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque une relation complexe entre deux personnes, où l'un d'eux, bien que très attaché à l'autre, se sent bloqué face à des barrières émotionnelles. Le protagoniste observe cette personne de loin, rêvant d'une interaction plus profonde, tout en portant le poids de ses propres sentiments non exprimés. Il aspire à la proximité, mais se heurte à l'incertitude et à la peur de lui avouer ses vraies intentions. Le message tourne autour de l'idée de l'abandon, de la vulnérabilité et de l'espoir que chacun accorde à l'autre. Dans ce jeu caché de désirs et de craintes, il réalise qu'il a trouvé quelque chose de beau au milieu du chaos, mais il comprend également que cette beauté ne lui appartient peut-être pas. C'est une lutte intérieure où le souhait d'une connexion authentique est en tension avec les doutes et les obstacles.