Yann Tiersen

It's hard,
hard, not to sit on your hands,
burrow your head in the sand,
hard, not to make other plans
and claim that you?ve done all you can,
all alone
and life
must go on.
Its hard,
hard, to stand up for what's right
and bring home the bacon each night,
hard, not to break down and cry,
when every ideal that you tried
has been wrong.
But you must
carry on.
Ref:
It's hard,
but you know it's worth the fight,
cause you know you?ve got the truth on your side,
when the accusations fly.
Hold tight!
Don't be afraid of what they'll say.
Who cares what cowards think anyway,
They will understand some day,
some day.
It's hard,
hard, when you're here all alone