The things I need to say
Things maybe better left unsaid
This game we've played is at it's end
Please don't say those words I dread...
Hanging on the words you say
I'm praying for that final day
When I can look you in the eyes and know
That there is nothing left for me to show.
I can't keep up this charade
I can't keep faking this distant exterior
Like a blade, you've cut me far too deep
Like the scar that remains, you've become a part of me.
Our destiny is up to fate to plot
I've made my case, I've cast my lot
Show me a sign, let me know this isn't time mis-spent
Could you be the light to break my discontent?
Hanging on the words you say
I'm praying for that final day
When I can look you in the eyes and know
That there is nothing left for me to show.
Egogahan,
Colin
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