and its only the night
which would ever see me cry.
as the sun rises
you will find my pillows dry.
my smile
will worry you more
this happiness
will make your heart sore.
I will never give you
the pleasure you seek
To you I will
never appear meek.
which would ever see me cry.
as the sun rises
you will find my pillows dry.
my smile
will worry you more
this happiness
will make your heart sore.
I will never give you
the pleasure you seek
To you I will
never appear meek.