She doesn't know this secret I have have inside,
this secret I have kept locked up inside.
She's too young to understand these feelings,
Yet I seek her for comfort and I envy her,
I envy that she doesn't have to know anything.
When I was like her I wanted to know,
I wanted to understand. And yet,
that's not what I want anymore.
I see the truth for it is staring straight at me,
I want it to blink or at least look away.
I want to be clueless and know nothing,
Yet knowing makes me feel a bit more secure.
If they did love me they would have never told me,
These rough spots will not patch up,
so I want to leave this life with a bit of pain,
I can stand to just watch and see,
what had happened to me.
They want to win your heart,
and no matter what I do I can't keep you away,
away from the heartache that you will have,
the heartache that I have now.
All I can do is wish...