The grey ceiling on the earth
Well its lasted for a while
Take my thoughts for what theyre worth
Ive been acting like a child
In your opinion, and what is that?
Its just a different point of view
What else can I do?
I said Im sorry, yeah Im sorry.
I said Im sorry ,but what for?
If I hurt you then I hate myself
Dont want to hate myself, dont want to hurt you
Why do you choose your pain?
If you only know how much I love you, love you
I wont be your winter
I wont be anyones excuse to cry
We can be forgiven
I will be here
The old picture on the shelf
Well its been there for a while
A frozen image of ourselves
We are acting like a child
Innocent and in a trance
A dance that lasted for a while
You read my eyes just like your diary,
oh remember, please remember
Well, Im not a beggar, but whats more
If I hurt you, then I hate myself,
And I dont wanna hate myself, dont wanna hurt you
Why do you choose your pain?
If you only knew how much I love you
I wont be your winter
I wont be anyones excuse to cry
We can be forgiven
I will be here
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