You can’t see the very thing that my anguish has done to me you can only sit and pretend to be interested in the fact that I proclaim the love no longer thread bear to a fabric undone and now as I ask of you where is your hold no trick in my question steadfast and bold willing for lashes both in anger and hate prepared deceit that will approclamate just to breed the deceit just because of my sight abomination of my hope and my thought of what is right a slave to your ignorance but still I must try I say to you do not deny when I ask Where does your love lie? Broken my life line can be the only thing when left to my defenses I am clothed to the truth yet naked to the intellect and away from the family I say to you do not deny when I ask where does your love lie Times in my life when my candle flickers in the wind I say to you do not deny when I ask where does your love lie? |