Beyond the tears,
Behind her eyes,
She feels the need
To rationalise,
To catch the thought
That can't be caught
And hold it for a while.
Behind her lies
She sees the truth
But still she tries
To hold on fast
To dreams that last
No longer than a smile
It's not on.
Too much has come between us.
Too much has gone
And in our hearts
We both know
That it's just not on.
The feeling's gone,
And in our hearts
We both know
That it's just no on.
It's funny how,
As time goes by,
Some feelings grow
While othjers die
But who are we
To disagree
With what our hearts dictate?
And only fools
Who dare ignore
The empty hours
That lie in store
For those who strive
To keep alive
Too little love too late.
It's not on.
Too much has come between us.
Too much has gone
And in our hearts
We both know
That it's just not on.
The feeling's gone,
And in our hearts
We both know
That it's just not on
.
No, it's just not on.
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