Cry to me; cry with me.
You know you can.
When you are with me.
You’ll just be whom I see.
I’ll ignore the image I may have of you.
Even what the world thinks of you.
Good, bad, ugly — who gets a say in that?
I’ll even take evil if it comes as truth.
Look into my eyes,
Strip to your soul.
I promise I will have no filters.
I see you as whole.
There is an unasked why to each what.
Something has led you to this rut.
So, cry! Be angry! Shout, scream, and yell!
I know you want to, I can tell.
When you are with me, it's a deal.
You don't need to hide what you feel.
The world is fond of liars.
But you stay true to yourself.
Live what is now, it won’t be back.
Live what is real, let’s not pretend.
I see in you a reflection of my lost soul.
May be you will find yourself in my stroll.
That's the soul connection we have...
