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 nex
She tried in vain but he can't hear the thruth
His only colour turned her blue
She leaving home for good
She's got nothing left 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
Were there too many people fighting in your head
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