If only it could make her happy
One time you stand in the way
Between me and my silence
And ask me to say what I can't say
Words that I took from you not to return
But to lock them down deep under my soul
Never to let them show you again
But you wake up from your dream
Maybe you heard your demons giving you a call
The ghosts of past
The ghosts of regrets
Holding you back when you try to break them all
And you wake up and you ask
For some words I stole from you
You begged and you pleaded
You are so sweaty you look so defeated
It's not you it's me
I'm the one who's lost peace
I tried to show you the beauty you hold
Your inocence carefully growing old
But you lost the way and never looked at me
Your eyes were dark and there's nothing you could see
Ghosts from your life comes to catch your nights
Helplessly I see you giving up the fight
There was another time
When I took away the pains that you hold so secret
Swallowed them in my heart
Drowned them in my soul
But now my days are growing cold
It is not yours it's all mine
I tried to bury them under stolen times
I'm on my edge acting like a lone warrior
Wearing out my breathes I lost my shining armour
Dragging my hollow eyes
A Lost knight full of sighs
Looking for another one way street with no lights
Resonating teardrops of your silent cries
Tearing down some pages of yesterday
In his silence he wishes if he could knew,
"If only it could make her happy,
It won't hurt anyway"
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