When I cried out to the moon,
Almost September, if I can remember,
And you just weren’t quite you,
I never received any reply,
And maybe it’s better off,
Sometimes the truth hurts more
Than the lie,
And I have had the truth enough.
Whenever I’m silenced, I realize that
Everything I’ve ever done has been a waste
I will let you walk away, because I’m too afraid
To speak up, and ask you to stay,
Stay the same,
I’m too scared that you don’t care enough to try.
If you end up with a dayjob, I hope sometime you daydream of me,
How I wanted to save all of my daydreams for you,
How I never wanted their convention, my conviction
Was bone deep and heart heavy for you,
But I can’t take the commitment from you,
You never promised anything bigger but I saw the whole picture,
Framed and hung before you knew it was taken.
When I cried out to the moon,
Almost September, if I can remember,
And you just weren’t quite you,
I never received any reply,
And maybe it’s better off,
Sometimes the truth hurts more
Than the lie,
And I have had the truth enough.
To the moon,
And I have had the truth enough.
