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There is a hole in my heart I can not fill
It is by my own doing I will not deny
Over the years I have loved with out return
And I deny my true feelings with misdirection and humor
To be so close and yet unable to tell the truth
Hearing her hopes and fears and deepest thoughts on life
I give the advice and answer the questions
All the while knowing that the answers she is needing will not involve me
My love is deep and I can not show it
My love is true and I dare not reveal it
I stand by while another receives her gifts
How I long to be the one she holds while I look on from afar
And then like Cyrano I see myself
Reflected in a window or a shadow on a wall
And I see the size I have become and know
I will never achieve what I dream of when I am alone
So I go on one day to the next
And I survive not knowing why in the least
Then late at night when I am overcome with my grief
I cry to myself and fall asleep
It is by my own doing I will not deny
Over the years I have loved with out return
And I deny my true feelings with misdirection and humor
To be so close and yet unable to tell the truth
Hearing her hopes and fears and deepest thoughts on life
I give the advice and answer the questions
All the while knowing that the answers she is needing will not involve me
My love is deep and I can not show it
My love is true and I dare not reveal it
I stand by while another receives her gifts
How I long to be the one she holds while I look on from afar
And then like Cyrano I see myself
Reflected in a window or a shadow on a wall
And I see the size I have become and know
I will never achieve what I dream of when I am alone
So I go on one day to the next
And I survive not knowing why in the least
Then late at night when I am overcome with my grief
I cry to myself and fall asleep