there is no truth in lying
I can't cry without pain
happiness is a river we've been to
we all know that it's not the same
because it's beautiful
there is no fun in knowing
there is more than just that
hands so close to not touching
that this embrace is beautiful
and I won't smile
if I can't see
the understanding
the marvelous beauty
and I won't die
if you say to me
that all of this beauty
will never be
will never be meant for me