Time and time again I try to move on,
Just when I thought your love was gone.
You still keep coming back for more,
My heart is beaten, battered and sore.
We cannot deny what is real and good,
We share the same dream, its understood.
A friendship to mask that one true lie,
Will we take it to the grave when we die?
Or, will we change and fight for what is true?
That one special love, it has always been you.
Come with me
. maybe someday?
Well go undercover if we have our say.