You touched my life with a softness in the night and my wish was your command. Until you ran out of love...I tell myself I'm free,got the chance of living just for me. No need to hurry home..now that you're gone!
The cuts is like a knife. How will I ever heal? I'm so deeply wounded, you've cut away the heart of my life.
When I pretend ...wear a smile just to fool my dearest friends. I wonder if they know that it's just a show. I'm on a stage day and night doing my charades but how can I disguise what's in my eyes even though I've tried locking up the pain I feel inside..
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