Shaken Blind to your deceit But I finally learned That there won’t be a happy ending Meeting your stare There’s no answer there Yet it’s clear on your face That there isn’t a happy ending
Sometimes it pays Not to give up But it heightens the pain When all is lost
Falling Totally out of reach And I can’t return So there won’t be a happy ending Is it my destiny? A fate that’s designed for me? Must I accept That there isn’t a happy ending?
Sometimes it pays Not to give up But it heightens the pain When all is lost
We can try to insulate ourselves But there’s a truth that we can’t hide Unless we open up ourselves to pain We never truly are alive
Choices All along the way Shape what will come So there might be a happy ending I have my will And sometimes my way In control of my view I will make my own happy ending
We can try to insulate ourselves But there’s a truth that we can’t hide Unless we open up ourselves to pain We never truly are alive With realization comes empowerment And the truth will set me free I’m an author in my story And its end depends on me
