Analysis of Sometime life is a battlefield.

Sometimes life is a battlefield.

So many nights I sit by the phone, waiting for someone to call. All my dreams I kept inside alone in the dark; I did hide, then you came along and a light came on, giving me hope to carry on. I can see the waves toss and turn, and I drift on the sea. But you light up my life, give me hope, and fill my days and nights with your eyes that sparkle so bright. You're a scent of apple blossoms filling the air. I love you, and I do care. If you should dare to take my hand, then all your dreams will come true. I know then you understand I'm your man.