Is it hard to love me ?
Is it hard to forgive me...
I stand here looking down
My knees are weak and my eyes are red...
Does she recognize that I'm hurting inside?
She used to see me when no one would...
Each time she said
"I Love You...
How many times must pain like this be endured? How...
We were never childhood friends, living down the
country roads where we could have thrown stones...
Why haven't you told me
the real reason you had...
She says I'm a son of the city
we're battling in. It's inscribed...
Maybe its the way the crisp air cracks my...
or winters dreadful wind that chaps my lips...
Pardon my rudeness,
for stumbling across...
I don't see the point
Every time that I try...
Can't you honestly not see
The sorrow in my eyes...