The Truth

Made of blood and bones and heartbreak

Wrapped in skin that you can see

All the thoughts that I’m not saying

Light a fire inside of me

Under all the noise and all the chatter

Your voice still sings a song to me

People talk and talk and talk, and the world keeps spinning round

Will I ever get to know the truth

The truth. The truth.

What’s the truth?

All that time we spent together

Now you’re very far away

Sometimes I ask myself if whether

There were things you felt but didn’t say

Did you love me in the rain, when we were laughing?

Do you love me now, or are you safe and dry?

I think and think sometimes and ask

Why I never heard a word

Will I ever get know the truth.

In my coffee cup

When I drink it up

I think of you

Stuff is made from beans

Nothing’s what it seems

I’m feeling you….