Oh, why does she sing
Her sad songs for me? I'm not the one
To tenderly bring
Her soft sympathy, I've just begun
To see my way clear, and it's plain
If I stop, I will fall
I can lay down a tear for her pain
Just a tear and that's all
Oh, what does she want me to do?
She says that she knows
That moments are rare, I suppose
That it's true
Then on she goes
To say I don't care, oh, she knows
That I do
Maybe she just has to sing, for the sake of the song
And who do I think, that I am, to decide that she's wrong?
She'd like to think I was cruel
But she knows that's a lie for I would be
No more than a tool
If I allowed her to cry all over me
Oh, my sorrow is real
Even though, I can't change my plans
If she could see how I feel
Then I know, that she'd understand
Oh, does she actually think I'm to blame?
Does she really believe
That some word of mine could relieve, all her pain?
Can't she see that she grieves
Just because she's been blindly deceived, by her shame?
Oh, maybe she just has to sing, for the sake of the song
And who do I think, that I am, to decide that she's wrong?
Oh, but nothing's what it seems
Maybe she'll start someday to realize
If she abandons her dreams
Then all the words she can say are only lies
Oh, why can't she see that to gain
Is only to lose?
All that she offers me are her chains
And I've got to refuse
Oh, but it's only to herself that she's lied
She likes to pretend
There's something that she should defend, with her pride
And I don't intend, to stand here and be
The friend, from whom she must hide
Oh, maybe she just has to sing, for the sake of the song
And who do I think that I am, to decide that she's wrong?
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