Whispers of broken promises
To the tortured soul...

What would I do?
Even if I had you...

Am I wasting my time?
Wanting you and nobody else...

I must confess;
Ive loved you from the start...

There you are
And there you go...

The veil.
The mask...

I could pull all the moves;
make the right noises...

We're all full of meaning.
Meaning theres nothing left to me...

She told me;
She told me, not to say it...

I cant remember now,
How it started and where it ended...

Forget your lips pressed against mine
and the smile widening in time...

I wonder if your happy
And do they know...