Why...
Why...
How many times do I have to try to tell you
That I
But when I start to try to tell you
That
Hey... this kind of trouble
I told myself too many times
Why don
That
That keep on falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Tell me
Why...
Why...
I may be mad
I may be blind
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you
And I
That you
Besides...
Why can
(This boat is sinking this boat is sinking)
Let
And we can cast away those doubts
Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out
Turning inside out, turning inside out
Tell me
Why...
Tell me
Why...
This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I
These are the dreams I
This is the joy that
These are the tears...
The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that we have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel?
I don
I don
You don