13 January 2013
They always come to me With their issues, And concerns, And problems.
As if I can sort them out, As if I can tell them what To do, To think
Should I stay or should I go?
Should I say or Just no?
And I tell them what to do.
Because they're Getting with my mates, Building my dreams With my closest friends.
But the truth is, That's all shit. I do it because I want them to be happy
And I want them to be happy because I care for them. More than I should.
Never putting myself first, Always doing the Right thing
But not for me.
Every time they call. My heart aches. They're not calling for a Lover.
They're calling for friendship.
They Always Call On Me • Opuss № I