sing to me, she said
i sang truth like she always wanted
i sang truth like it would bring her closer
i sang truth..more truth and truth
i sang and i lost you.
i sang truth...it was not our truth.
i sang truth, i hurt, you're hurt.
centuries..come on home to me, let me sing truth to you, our truth..no hurt

i don't know about your dreams
i don't know you
i loved you for centuries
you're lost in me
i think of you less
i think of you more as something
lost, out of reach, not mine to keep or rather to bare.

as each day passes with nothing but silence, then maybe, with your torturous attempt to loving me comes and passes,
i think of you less.
i love you more but as I am only human, i hate myself more for being foolish.