Treasure Island

Cleo Blue

(Midnight / The Dark Cloud of Angels)

I understand


When i asked if youre ok
Everything you say
Is not the truth

You dont want me to say anything but you need me to say everything
Ive been in that spot before
And i'll be in it a thousand times more

You don't want sympathy
And you don't want pity
Just let me help
Just take my had
I understand

The sad looks
Get old after a while
And your heart beats
As if you've just run a mile

Dont run away im not like the rest
Just take my hand
And i'll try my best
Cuz i understand

You don't want sympathy
And you dont want pity
Just let me help
Just take my hand
I understand

[Ohhh] I understand

Submitted: Wednesday, December 19, 2012

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