Hey you,
Yes, you, right over there.
You seem sad an blue.
But they don't care.
What's the matter man?
Your face says:
"Do what you can,
But you won't fix this mess."
Mess, is that what you say?
Mess inside your soul?
Look at it in some other way
Than with your eyes, so cold.
Look at it with her eyes.
Eyes of broken girl, so pure
She believed in all your lies
How could you be so cruel?
She has never been loved
before there was you and
you showed it to her, but
Then came painful end.
You have no idea, how
bitter must have been for her, that
She can't go on now
You've got, what you wanted.
There is some rumor
that it wasn't even hard
to get that girl,
to get her pure heart.
She heard it and felt
no pain or shame
only disappointment
and feeling that she
will never be the same.
Hope, you feel satisfaction
for this new piece
In your huge collection.
Hope that you will remember
You've destroyed dreams
on every month of December.
Imagine her, sitting
near the fireplace
In her arms holding
baby with an angel face.
Imagine it could have been
you, who that angel would be calling
father.
Imagine you could have seen
that angel slowly growing.
You could have called her your wife.
You could have loved her,
for the rest of your life
But you denied.
So keep that mess,
Hold it tight and strong
She will never love you less
Although she knows, its wrong.
Hey, guy!
Yes, you, wherever you were.
Good Bye!
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