I'll soon stop dieing
The nights are long, the air is cold i'm just waiting for the signs to show. Never had the courage to do now i'm determined to do. Do the best to show the signs i hide. They're hiding deep down in my heart where theres no point in telling why.
Telling is only one part, Crying is another. You tell, you cry, you get by. It takes time but you'll soon stop dieing.
I'm always sheltering the way i feel. Afraid of whats real. Afraid of the chance that it's all to real. THe truth hurts and i still don't understand, why i couldn't see the signs shown around to the world while i was still hiding inside. I didn't want to see it, And still don't want to believe it.
Telling is only one part, Crying is another. You tell, you cry, you get by. It takes time but you'll soon stop dieing.
I watch myself as time goes by, still wondering why. wondering if he will change his mind. In a way i still love him for being so kind. though i still die inside when i see him walk by. I believe one day i will feel nothing, and just remember those summer days that already seem like century's ago.
Telling is only one part, Crying is another. You tell, you cry, you get by. It takes time but you'll soon stop dieing.
Telling is only one part, Crying is another. You tell, you cry, you get by. It takes time but you'll soon stop dieing.
I'm always sheltering the way i feel. Afraid of whats real. Afraid of the chance that it's all to real. THe truth hurts and i still don't understand, why i couldn't see the signs shown around to the world while i was still hiding inside. I didn't want to see it, And still don't want to believe it.
Telling is only one part, Crying is another. You tell, you cry, you get by. It takes time but you'll soon stop dieing.
I watch myself as time goes by, still wondering why. wondering if he will change his mind. In a way i still love him for being so kind. though i still die inside when i see him walk by. I believe one day i will feel nothing, and just remember those summer days that already seem like century's ago.
Telling is only one part, Crying is another. You tell, you cry, you get by. It takes time but you'll soon stop dieing.