| You were the one that I ran to when I was child
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| You gave me sunshine and laughter and hope for a while
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| Always beside me, a shoulder to cry on
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| But you were a spider creeping inside of me
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| Watching my every move, saying you know me well
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| I learned to fear you and your strange devotional
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| We grew in hate and despair
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| Every concealing emotion was spent
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| Your words were poisonous air
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| And I recoiled from the love that was meant
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| But there was a time, when I could have loved you
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| The moon on the mountain shone only for you
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| There was a time, when I could have loved you
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| I could have been true, the moon on the mountain for you
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| You were the thorn in my side, my ribbon of red
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| You said you’d leave me alone but you stayed in my head
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| You said that you’d kill me if I ever let you down
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| But you were trading my secrets all over town
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| Tried to forgive you and see things in your domain
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| But you were subtle and ruthless in your cold game
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| I could not have been more trusting
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| Oh I loved you, I could not take anymore
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| But like any moon I wax and wane
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| I’m fickle when I choose to rise into the sky
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| Yes there was a time, when I could have loved you
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| The moon on the mountain shone only for you
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| There was a time, when I could have loved you
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| I could have been true, the moon on the mountain for you |