November Pain
November Pain
Giving up on love
Accepting the myth
That the dream I’ve been searching for
Just doesn’t exist
In every face I see
I prayed if he was the one
The answer is
There will never be anyone
I wonder if it’s sadder
Learning now that there’s none
Or knowing from the start
That no man will ever want my heart
Is it more cruel to believe the lie
Or To never have hope
Of being loved before I die
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