You want me to be perfect.
You want me to be great...

You and me are over
You and me are through...

Remember the nights
Remember those days...

You said it's over
You said we're through...

Sometimes when I am lonely
And sometimes when I’m afraid...

When you kneel down to pray
The first thing you say...

What is happiness?
Is it nothing but a dream...

You can hope and
pray and dream...

A book of poems
is like a books of lies...