You do it very well
You do it so politely
That you couldn't even tell
When everything has changed
You think you're not to blame
How come you keep on talking
When the whole thing feels so strange?...
But seeing is not the same as believing
When everything goes wrong
You're anything but strong
It's all bittersweet
Outside in the street
The grass is growing greener
Underneath your feet
We come and go
The deep water flows
Tiny leaves from small seeds
To tall trees do grow
But wanting is nor the same thing as needing
There's no need to pretend
You can't turn back again
And loving is so different to keeping
The hurting that we send
Is so difficult to mend
(Hold on to the good things
That keep you from falling down)
How my heart aches
More than I can take
What are we really learning
When we make the same mistakes?
Where is your hope?
It's all gone up in smoke
You used to be so funny
Now is just the same old joke
And laughing is so very close to crying
When there's nothing to defend
It gets you in the end
And living is very close to dying
You struggle on and on
To find where you belong
Where do you belong?
Why do you hurt yourself? You do it very well You do it so politely That you couldn't even tell When everything has changed You think you're not to blame How come you keep on talking When the whole thing feels so strange?... But seeing is not the same as believing When everything goes wrong You're anything but strong It's all bittersweet Outside in the street The grass is growing greener Underneath your feet We come and go The deep water flows Tiny leaves from small seeds To tall trees do grow But wanting is nor the same thing as needing There's no need to pretend You can't turn back again And loving is so different to keeping The hurting that we send Is so difficult to mend (Hold on to the good things That keep you from falling down) How my heart aches More than I can take What are we really learning When we make the same mistakes? Where is your hope? It's all gone up in smoke You used to be so funny Now is just the same old joke And laughing is so very close to crying When there's nothing to defend It gets you in the end And living is very close to dying You struggle on and on To find where you belong Where do you belong? Explain Request ×
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