We held each other in the dark, the rain and heat and The miles add up and we haven't seen any peace of mind Can it really be that bad? I wanna reach the promised land
Behind the gates
Held each other in the dark, no space to move and Can't help to think if we will ever find any peace of mind Can it really be that bad? Is this really our promised land?
Behind the gates Behind the gates Behind the gates Behind the gates
And we won't ever feel the pain that comes with letting it all go I can't imagine we came all this way to hear them tell us no, no, no
Behind the gates Behind the gates Behind the gates Behind the gates
