Written by: William Paul
I guess you may have read it my eyes
That I wonder where all this is going
If I’m honest but can’t convince
Is this a lie?
Maybe we should end it all right here
And if you do hear these words dear
And if you do hear these words
I hope you know
You’d better walk away
I’m really not the kind of man
That you want to be fond of
I told you this
The first time we truly met
I shift in a way
I or no one could ever predict
I often flee the safety
You’d want me to bring tomorrow
I laugh about what is dear to most
I don’t play the game of society
I don’t know what I seek or if I’ll ever find
But I know I’ll disregard any boundary
I’ll never care to think about
What you think about me
I never needed approval
Nor to pretend that we’re not alone
I’m really not the kind of man
That you want to be fond of
I told you this
The first time we truly met
I shift in a way
I or no one could ever predict
I often flee the safety
You’d want me to bring tomorrow
Tomorrow
