We’re sitting here,
watching the sun disappear.
All I can hear,
your sweet voice…
Whispering in my ear.
Your cool breath,
blowing trough my hair.
You tell me you’re in love.
But I don’t think this is fair.
You only love me
when you’re alone.
Never thinking of me
when you’re with her.
You’re quick to call
every time you fall.
Then I hear
your sweet voice…
But you don’t love me at all.
Your warm touch,
running trough my hair.
You tell me you’re in love.
But I don’t think this is fair.
You only need me
when you’re alone.
Never wanting me
when you’re with her.
She doesn’t love you,
like I do.
Still I’m your second choice.
She doesn’t need you,
like I do.
Still, you’re with her.
I’ll end this here.
Before all the beauty disappears.
I never want to hear,
your sweet voice…
Burning my ear.
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