Edwin McCain Battlefield song lyrics

The bell rings, the crowd rises to its feet

the ring is queen sized and i wrinkle the sheets

i square off, i butt heads against my foes

my joy, my anger and my fears and my woes

And each night is a new round

it's a new fight in my head

the war is within me

the battlefield is my bed

Thoughts of love lost and thoughts of love won

in times of sadness, times that we had fun

the death of old friendships and the birth of new

of dreams and nightmares some of which may come true

And each night is a new round

it's a new fight in my head

the war is within me

the battlefield is my bed

The bell rings to end the round,

i pick up the receiver

it's never who i expect,

but i can't never let go

compliments in the night inspire

my battle, it tires me

and if i were my own boss,

i would surely fire me, surely fire me

No need to worry now

help is on the way

you know all my troubles will be gone

one sweet day

what's black without white

joy without pain

they say no sweet flower blooms

without a little rain

and each night is a new round

it's a new fight in my head

the war is within me

the battlefield is my bed