There¡¯s a room inside your gut
|
Close the door and keep it shut
|
Let no daylight enter in
|
And the punishment begin
|
|
Who are you now to decide
|
Whether or not I can
|
Be exposed to what you hide
|
Just be a strong and silent man
|
|
But every wrong turn that you make will also be my mistake
|
Cos we¡¯re connected through our hearts
|
And the devastating part is that I foolishly defended you to myself
|
But secrets always have a way of coming out.
|
|
I¡¯m beginning now to see
|
What you must have thought of me
|
In a body cast of glass
|
Life-changing information should just pass.
|
|
But I don¡¯t break that easily
|
And if you¡¯d dare then you would see
|
That I¡¯ve been carrying all the weight
|
Of the burdens on your plate.
|
|
But every wrong turn that you make will also be my mistake
|
Cos we¡¯re connected through our hearts
|
And the devastating part is that I foolishly defended you to myself
|
But secrets always have a way of coming out.
|
|
But every wrong turn that you make will also be my mistake
|
Cos we¡¯re connected through our hearts
|
And the devastating part is that I foolishly defended you to myself
|
But secrets always have a way of coming out
|
|
-----------------
|
Secrets
|
Maria Mena |