Whenever I open my heart to you You plunge your knife right in That is how it felt yesterday When you hurt my soul, once again.
Emotions are a fickle thing I should have kept my soul closed that day For it was only my pride that was hurt Now I fear that I've scared you away.
I love you now and will always, ever But the time is wrong for me to tell I came away feeling nothing but hatred Not for you, for me, damning myself to hell.
I hope that you'll get to read these My words are here for you to keep Will you still whisper sweet 'I love you''s As you lay down beside me and go to sleep?