I could never tell you
You would never hear me
Crying out for some hope
To cure me of wounds that still bleed
I could never close my eyes
You would never return
Dreaming of what used to be
And everything that has been burned
A mirage, a shadow, a silouette
A voice so crystal clear
But it echoes in my head
You see these eyes, the greener side of hazel
You tell those lies
Just until I'm unable
To look away
