Your trust has not died,
Yet you tremble and hide,
From the love that you feel,
the love that’s for real.
It’s not me you fear,
It’s the words I can’t hear,
Spoken to your mind,
The words you can’t find.
I’m not causing you pain,
Leaving you in the rain.
I shot the clouds with a dart
And the clouds, they did part
And it all becomes so clear
That this emotion is what you fear.
Face it, fight it, slay it dead
Now it’s over, rest your head.
It’s not me.
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