It's a lonely place
Here pretending joy
8 more years, thats what I say to myself
But those years seem so far away
And your eyes are so close
And your smile is so bright
I wouldn't dare try...
I Force a laugh, force a smile
And bear the torture of being next to you
The desire to be more to you
The heartache of being let down
Reality is cruel
Like the death of a beautiful thing
The death of my heart
The death of a dream
I'm not able to put out the fire
That started when I laid eyes on you
And will end when I am no more