Human life happens, things may seem, curse or dream,
But the truth doesn’t change like your mind,
What you call my “true colors,” are your issue reactions,
Lining up with the thoughts that you find;
I’m the same gentle, sweet, loving guy that you treasure,
Yes, I’m sensitive, and vulnerable to you,
And when you suddenly said it was over, out of nowhere,
I really did feel like dying, its true;
It was not a maneuver, an attempt to control you,
Like the losers and freaks from your past,
It was a measure of love, how important you are,
And how much I was losing, so fast;
When you’re ready I’m here, and this truth will not change,
But you have to be single and clear,
If this happens I welcome you back in my arms,
Starting fresh, all forgiven, right here;
If this happens I welcome you back in my arms,
Starting fresh, all forgiven, right here.