I break from the sound that my heart makes
I take a breath in and how hard it is to take,
I break for every spoken word and love letter written,
I shake inside for underneath your letters you had hidden,
Never your voice to sooth my pain,
Never Your promises remained...
Only the games,
Only the games,
And how I tried to show you my love,
How hard it was to exist in your touch..
Only a fantasy to me, for I created you,
And so you walk away, and do what you do...
You want me,, Oh but not that way..
You want me that way.. But not today..
You say one thing and you act on another..
Tales you speak, the web you weave lover,
Your voice speaks wonders but, your letters another tone,
I chose to live for the letters and I break now.. to the bone..
You cease to exist and so you decided to travel alone,
Only today you ask for a minute, maybe a minutes to long...
Go now travel that road.. And what a road it is
Making stops where you please never really knowing who this is..
What a lonely place you'll live in someday..
Wanting and not having, for what I pray,
I hide in this spot, In the darkness that loves me so,
Calling on me I submit to it, but, now I must go..
Now I must go, Go today..
Before day comes and I break..
I take a breath in and how hard it is to take,
I break for every spoken word and love letter written,
I shake inside for underneath your letters you had hidden,
Never your voice to sooth my pain,
Never Your promises remained...
Only the games,
Only the games,
And how I tried to show you my love,
How hard it was to exist in your touch..
Only a fantasy to me, for I created you,
And so you walk away, and do what you do...
You want me,, Oh but not that way..
You want me that way.. But not today..
You say one thing and you act on another..
Tales you speak, the web you weave lover,
Your voice speaks wonders but, your letters another tone,
I chose to live for the letters and I break now.. to the bone..
You cease to exist and so you decided to travel alone,
Only today you ask for a minute, maybe a minutes to long...
Go now travel that road.. And what a road it is
Making stops where you please never really knowing who this is..
What a lonely place you'll live in someday..
Wanting and not having, for what I pray,
I hide in this spot, In the darkness that loves me so,
Calling on me I submit to it, but, now I must go..
Now I must go, Go today..
Before day comes and I break..