I deprived myself of logic
when I looked into your eyes.
Word written by the hand
but spoken from the soul.
It was a lie.
I talked of feeling
and you talked of hope.
I looked forward to the future
and you looked at possibilities.
It was a lie.
I beared my heart
and to you it was a waiting room.
You told me you found another,
and you still wanted me near.
It was a lie.
Now we are apart eternally.
I told you that I still care.
It was a lie.