The Truth
I'm thinking of what you're feeling
I'm thinking aout the way you laugh
I'm thinking about all the love you've given me
And what you're expecting
About what you think of me
And how you're living for me
I avoid your eyes
When they're wanting to see you through me
Each time they look at me
Do I make sure that I miss them
When you're standing in front of me
Do I flee in your arms every time again
So tat I won't give away what the truth is
Every day you tell me,
How much you love me,
How nice you live with certainty,
How you trust me.
How do you tell someone,
That the earth isn't round anymore,
That the birds don'f fly anymore,
And the sun no longer shines.
How do I tell you,
That the life you lived,
And the love you felt,
Will disappear soon.
You're losing me.
It is the truth
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