Like you I have a heart,That can promise nothing, That is frightened by love, But that loves you perhaps. How would it help, hiding from it? How would it help, slipping away? I have nothing to offer you, Except what my eyes can see. You don’t want to get hurt, But who doesn’t get hurt? How would it help, avoiding it? How would it help, walking away? Staying in your ivory tower, Grinding to red or to black. All alone, all alone. When you’re not very unhappy, You forget that you are not happy. All alone, all alone. I have nothing but the stars, And nothing else to share. If we must cause us pain, It is life that wants that. How would it help, staying alone? How would it help, living alone? I have nothing but the stars, And nothing else to share. If we must cause us pain, It is life that wants that. How would it help, staying alone? How would it help, living alone, all alone?
Posted on: Sun, 02 Nov 2014 07:57:33 +0000
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