Oh how we carry with us, traumas of the past
Faithful to moulds in which we’re cast
Hand me down dysfunction, recidivist desire
Watch me throw another lover on the fire
There’s a great white elephant, hidden in the room
Maybe you didn’t see him in the gloom
You say that I am empty, emotionally devoid
Blame it on whatever, happened to the boy
And maybe it’s better we don’t talk about it all
Maybe it’s better we don’t talk at all but...
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...don’t you want to be by my side?
I only want to be by your side
Don’t you want to be by my side?
I only want to be by your side

The boy in the photograph made me want to cry...
...when I saw the emotion in his eyes
Is it any wonder I’m struggling to cope?
Is it any wonder we’re giving up hope?
And maybe it’s better we don’t talk about it all
Maybe it’s better we don’t talk at all but...

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