I could see it when he talked to me His eyes closed like windows Watched the seasons and they made me see The time when I could still hope We could be clear in anger We could take fear and sing her a song And show her we were strong
I could tell he wasn't trying to be this way But he couldn't see through All the feelings that I tried to heap on him Made it hard to Tell if it was my own voice Tell if it was the right choice Curled up in a ball And I don't know how long
How can I be good to him? How can I be good, instead of bad? How can I be true to him? How can I be true, instead of sad? Or is that all I have? Or is this all I have?
Even though I should not ask for more I sit with this question Will we ever dance upon this floor Like the night when I met him? But it was just from this angle Watching the way the dust rolled on down The flowers had gone brown And they curved into a frown
How can I be good to him? How can I be good, instead of bad? How can I be true to him? How can I be true, instead of sad? Or is this all I have? Or is this all I have? Or is this all I have? Or is this all I have To give away?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
