If I ran away, I’d never have the strength to go very far How would they hear the beating of my heart? Will it grow cold, the secret that I hide? Will I grow old? How would they hear? When will they learn? How would they know?
I have a tale to tell Sometimes it gets so hard to hide it well I was not ready for the fall Too blind to see the writing on the wall
A man can tell a thousand lies I’ve learned my lesson well Hope I live to tell the secret I have learned Till then it will burn inside of me
It will burn inside of me
I know where beauty lives I’ve seen it once I know the one she gives The light that you could never see It shines inside, you can’t take that from me