I can't describe pain using ink
It's like using a pencil to show
The heartache in your soul
For me it does no good
But leaves the tear running
Down the cheek
Whether you wish to tell
Or maybe not
They get the idea regardless
And they talk
Telling what they think
No connection to your truth
No concern, no care and no conception
It's like using a pencil to show
The heartache in your soul
For me it does no good
But leaves the tear running
Down the cheek
Whether you wish to tell
Or maybe not
They get the idea regardless
And they talk
Telling what they think
No connection to your truth
No concern, no care and no conception