| It’s not what you think
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| A little more than you know
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| I’m constantly reminded of the
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| Things I’ll never be
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| I’m sorry for my love
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| But «sorry» doesn’t cut it now
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| Why isn’t that enough it’s enough?
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| All I want, all I need
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| Is part of me, this part of me
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| Is crying out, begging you now
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| To finally see this part of me
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| This perfect part of me
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| Somebody finally sees
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| And still you’re pointing fingers
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| Angry fingers at me
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| Whatever did I do?
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| Can anybody tell me now
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| What wrong I’ve done, please, someone?
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| Cry out just to find only
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| What I once was is who I will be
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| Kindness is so risky
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| Like a poison, it’s slowly killing me |