If you search for tenderness
it isn’t hard to find.
You can have the love you need to live.
But if you look for truthfulness
You might just as well be blind.
It always seems to be so hard to give.
Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.
I can always find someone
to say they sympathize.
If I wear my heart out on my sleeve.
But I don’t want some pretty face
to tell me pretty lies.
All I want is someone to believe.
Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.
I can find a lover.
I can find a friend.
I can have security until the bitter end.
Anyone can comfort me
with promises again.
I know, I know.
When I’m deep inside of me
don’t be too concerned.
I won’t as for nothin’ while I’m gone.
But when I want sincerity
tell me where else can I turn.
Because you’re the one I depend upon.
Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.
bilyntth says
so với cái thời của những năm đầu 199x và 200x
giờ ng ta ít viết ít đọc và ít cảm xúc quá
vwaitting says
Cuộc sống lấy hết cảm xúc rồi bạn ạh, Giờ trong họ là sự ngại ngùng và sợ hãi thôi, Sợ nói ra người ta biết mình chẳng có cái gì