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Is it freedom if it costs

Is it freedom if it costs, do I really have to sacrifice all my goals for nights with you?
I’m not counting every canceled flight, but tell me, what for you need me here?

I’m searching for some logic in your words, I’m trying to understand your point of view but, dear, I’m tired ’cause everything I need is just five hours away.

Is it love if it costs, do you really want more than it is possible from this position?
Is it courage if you lost your identity while trying to be a drop in the Dead Sea?
What would have to happen that you see, integrity is key of your dignity.