Rumors Of My Life

All day you see them watching,
They`re staring from the crowd.
Their whispers tear and haunt you,
And fill you with despair.

It`s not that now the rumors,
You know well are not true.
It`s that you know that each one,
Started with the truth.

These lies that someone started,
Are well-known `round and `round.
And each time that they`re mentioned,
You smile and you bow.