I have given you so many chances to be true with me, but is it all so convoluted in your mind that you can't see? There are so many levels that we could reach and be, I just wish our souls could be wild and free. It's not some treaty... I want authenticity... come be real with me, else all I have left to do is flee... maybe then you might miss what it was like when you were entirely you and you knew how to love little old me.