Again
If I lie to myself
Put my heart on the shelf
I’d say I don’t want to love again
All the letters are torn
As I welcome the dawn
Why do I feel so sad again?
Why do I see your face again?
Said I don’t want to love again
I would write that I’m sorry
Though we ended that story
But it wasn’t a happy end
I would write that I miss you
See the dreams where I’m with you
And I still can’t call you my friend
I do live in the past
But I feel that at last
All the lines have become so clear
And I know I was wrong
With the things I had done
But I also was young my dear
Do you still think of me, my dear?
After all of these pointless years
I would write that I’m sorry
Though we ended that story
But it wasn’t a happy end
I would write that I miss you
See the dreams where I’m with you
And I still can’t call you my friend
But I’ll lie to myself
Put my heart on the shelf
You will never love me again