When Doves Cry

I sit her and listen
to the dove's mournful cries
ask me no questions
and I'll tell you no lies

You seem to stare daggers
straight into my heart
you make me feel
ripped and torn apart

Your hatred's so cold
I can see it in your eyes
I can hear it in your voice
the same that tells the lies

love dislikes hate
and hate dislikes love
I find it hard to believe
that there's someone up above

sleepless nights I've spent
clawing at my mind
I fear that if I look too deep
I'll be scared of what I find