So many things she never said,
were there too many people
fighting in your head,
sometimes in love we all regret
that's when the bruises show and you know your love is dead
Heaven knows it's sweet surrender,
hope in life there's something better
Now she draws the line on you,
her freedom feels like sweet surrender
Breathing is so pure and tender,
now she draws the line on you
His jealousy was something new,
she tried in vain but he can't hear the truth
His only colour turned her blue
She's leaving home for good,
she's got nothing to lose
oh what can free the tase of sweet surrender
a trip away from love's own cruel pretender
So many things she never said
Where there too many people fighting in your head
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