For you

I can't deal with situations,
that put me against some sort of choice.
I'm tired of this conversation,
‘cause I can’t see any open doors.

You think that I could be the one,
and this time things don't seem so wrong.
I can't stop thinking that somehow,
all my time around your life,
is for you, is for you.

You fired the sort of questions,
whose answers make me loose my voice.
I struggle with my intentions,
‘cause you make me feel all kind of joy.

You think that I could be the one,
and this time love seems very strong.
I can't stop thinking that somehow,
all my time around your life,
is for you, is for you.
Just for you, just for you. You really think that my decision is to say goodbye?
I fear that I may have to listen to all what I sense.
Perhaps spend our lives together until one of us dies.
I truly have to let the idea grow slowly into my mind.

You think that I could be the one,
now all those things don't seem so far.
I can't stop thinking that somehow,
all my time around your life,
is for you, is for you.
Just for you, just for you.

Lie told often enough.
Until one of us dies.
Lie told often enough.
Grow slowly into my mind.