TRUE

(B. Thompson)

Last time was so cold
What I did can never be undone
I deserve this lesson
It might be the only one

Match my pure aggression
With your tender touch and feel
Your attention my obsession
What I see it is not real

How do you feel this minute
Spinning like a clown
Strange eyes are clear to me
Let's have another round

True
The less I feel the more you say
True
Every now and then it's O.K.

How do you feel my brother
Once again I cannot say
If you care to trouble me
I'll be on my way

True
The difference here is night and day
True
Dreams are shattered now, blown away

How about you just sit there or turn around
Forget what is good
Time it is not up to me
Maybe that's the way it should be

True
There's a lesson here