Ti tnark ij cu tolk al mnassarg. Ti kriv A vol mohyjessu beasdarg Tny colk A vol vyoharg. Jih tvi uyohl, lvyoharg A'd tyoh at ijj. A'zy lot ar tny dohk yxpsoararg Ti culysj tnot A'c lthoararg Tii nohd jih jyysargl A iegnt ti jard yolasu.
Mossyd culysj Pmeht. A dir't bysayzy.
Before I say That the vows we made Weigh like a stone in my heart, Family is family. Don't let this tear us apart. Uie say tnyhy, or arrimyrt bobu. A jyys saky tny tnayj vni al hoadarg Uieh nicy. Yrtyharg ord bhyokarg ord tokarg ar yzyhu hiic. A kriv uieh jyysargl ohy tyrdyh Ord tnot arlady uie tny ycbyhl Ltass gsiv. Bet A'c o lnodiv. A'c irsu o byd ij bsomkyryd mios. Moss culysj Pmeht jih vortarg ti syozy.
I'm not saying I'm replacing love For some other word To describe the sacred tie That bound me to you. I'm just saying we've mistaken one for thousands of words. And for that mistake I've caused you such pain that I damn that word. I've no more ways to hide That I'm a desolate and empty, hollow place inside.
I'm not saying that I'm replacing love For some other word To describe the sacred tie That bound me to you. I'm not saying love's a plaything, no, it's a powerful word, Inspired by strong desire To bind myself to you. How I wish that we never had tried To be man and his wife, To weave our lives into a blindfold over both our eyes. To think of my task is chilling. To know I was carefully building the mask I was wearing for two years, swearing I'd tear it off. I've sat in the dark explaining To myself that I'm straining too hard For feelings I ought to find easily.
Called myself Blind. I don't believe.
Before I say that the vows we made Weigh like a stone in my heart, Family is family. Don't let this tear us apart.
You lie there, an innocent baby. I feel like the thief who is raiding Your home. Entering and breaking and taking in every room. I know your feelings are tender And that inside you the embers Still glow. But I'm a shadow. I'm only a bed of blackened coal. Call myself Blind for wanting to leave. I'm not saying I'm replacing love For some other word To describe the sacred tie That bound me to you. I'm just saying we've mistaken one for thousands of words. And for that mistake I've caused you such pain that I damn that word. I've no more ways to hide That I'm a desolate and empty, hollow place inside.
I'm not saying that I'm replacing love For some other word To describe the sacred tie That bound me to you. I'm not saying love's a plaything, no, it's a powerful word, Inspired by strong desire To bind myself to you. How I wish that we never had tried To be man and his wife, To weave our lives into a blindfold over both our eyes.
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