You're speaking french because she is You said you'd never felt like this. You've lost your touch, your sense of self. You don't care about anyone else. You say you're sorry but you don't think twice You've separated yourself from everything nice. I've lost you now, but I hate to admit But I guess for you, its all that fits.
Just the other day, I tried to dial your 7 numbers But I just stopped at the sixth Because for some reason My mind stops my heart from Doing what i know is wrong I just want to hear your voice again I just want to know you well again. Things don't have to be that way again. I just wish you would smile again, &know i was the reason why.
Who is there to hold? When holding is all you do. What is left to know? When knowledge is taboo . What is right to say? When saying is unkind. Who is there to love? When loving makes you blind. Why is life so bland? When individualism is adhered. What is considered great? When the greatest are often feared.