|
These words of love |
|
So hard for me to find |
|
How can i change my mind |
|
If you can only lie? |
|
These shattered dreams |
|
I try to build again |
|
But looks could kill again |
|
And i'm too young to die |
|
Smiling faces all around us |
|
You don't want to make a scene |
|
Not here, not now |
|
And i don't want to cry |
|
We drink the wine |
|
Like we were really friends |
|
But can our sadness end |
|
And words turn into play? |
|
We dress so fine |
|
And step out on the town |
|
And friends may gather round |
|
But soon will turn away |
|
Smiling faces all around us |
|
You don't want to make a scene |
|
Not here, not now |
|
And i don't want to cry |
|
Smiling faces all around us |
|
You don't want to make a scene |
|
Not here, not now |
|
And i don't want to cry |
