This little something in your eyes Still makes me feel alive Cant believe youre still inside my head, my heart This furtive word you let escape Shows that you still care It isnt so easy to fake You called me friend Is it the way you see me? Or is it just a comfortable lie? Cos Im not buying it Im afraid weve lost All the things we got Its not love, its not hate, its not us anymore Im afraid youve lost And became a ghost Its not us, its not our time anymore Its time now to turn the page Time to erase all the rage May you rest among my forgotten regrets And become the best of them all You didnt say a word Theres nothing left to share Friends are not supposed to be Strangers to each others. Much more and much less than a friend to me But I cant tell what is worse We cant be friends without reservation, without a slice of desire.
friend, anymore, furtive, afraid, reservation