You know he'll disappoint you, you'll be crying in the end
You don't hear yourself circling sorrow

You say that you've had dreams of times, and visions of what could be
You say that he can touch your soul and set your spirit free
I may seem like a sceptic, but I think your sight is thin
I do believe you, maybe I can't see deeper the skin

I just can't stand by and watch you crack
Another man,
another smack
Its just not fair for me to be your friend
When all I see
is sorrow...

sorrow...
sorrow...

You say you have so much to give, and I see it is quite true
I just don't know why you give too much

Sometimes you have to save a bit and keep it safe for you
Not sacrifice everything for a moments touch

You bleed empassions from your eyes till their just two hollow holes
You serve up everything you are from brows down to your soles
I offer you, to find yourself, you only see your need
My spoken help is trampled, in the emotional stampeed

I just can't stand by and watch you crack
Another man,
another smack
Its just not fair for me to be your friend
When all I see
is sorrow...

Hope and sorrow...
Hope and sorrow...

Maybe tommorow...