The places I have been

You would notice I am nothing

But a young girl full of sin

If you only knew

The things that I have done

You would realize you don�t know me

And I wouldnt be your goddess of the sun

If you only knew

The people I have hurt

You would stop trying to pick me up

As I�m lying in the dirt

*Its the things you cant hear

And, wouldnt want to be told

They are just the reasons why

You arent here for me to hold

Its the things I cant tell you

The things you will never know

They are the sole reasons why

I silently watch you go*

If you only knew

The words that I speak

Your eyes would fill with tears

And your sympathy would grow weak

But you don�t know

The places I have been

You think that I�m a goddess

A good girl resistant to sin

You don�t know

The things that I have done

You think you know me well

And that I am impossible to shun

*Its the things you cant hear

And, wouldnt want to be told

They are just the reasons why

You arent here for me to hold

Its the things I cant tell you

The things you will never know

They are the sole reasons why

I silently watch you go*

You don�t know

The people I have hurt

You pick me up every time

Wiping off the stains of dirt

You don�t know

The words that I speak

And your eyes are full of joy

And your caring grows stronger, not weak

I could tell you everything I�ve done

And everywhere I�ve been

But I would hate to see tears flow

Over your kind hearted grin

*Its the things you cant hear

And, wouldnt want to be told

They are just the reasons why

You arent here for me to hold

Its the things I cant tell you

The things you will never know

They are the sole reasons why

I silently watch you go*

In order to spare us both

Of humiliation and ache

I am letting you go

Sadly knowing what�s at stake

*Its the things you cant hear

And, wouldnt want to be told

They are just the reasons why

You arent here for me to hold

Its the things I cant tell you

The things you will never know

They are the sole reasons why

I silently watch you go*

Copyright 2001 Tina Wisniowska