How Could I
by Chris Farrell

Standing here all alone
In the dark
I can feel the blood
Slowly running down my face
Filled with the sorrow
Thatís built up inside
Scared to tell the truth
But it feels so good
How can I turn to you
And say that I love you
Yet still depart from my truth
Itís so hard
To say goodbye
But true love will prosper
In the face of death
If only I could show you
What I mean to say
Then maybe you might understand
How it feels

Written January 1, 2002, 9:17 pm
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