Tell Myself the Truth
©2009 Alex Shapiro (ASCAP)
Published by Activist Music (ASCAP)
The summer wind went on a ride
Across a desert view
Lightning flashed the mountainside
Illuminating you
My heart stood naked with your thoughts
On a balcony of stars
The crescent moon was firmly caught
Between its suspended world and ours
I’m afraid to ask the questions
Because I won’t like what I’ll hear
Everything I ever learned was right
Is everything I’ve learned to fear
I could say that nothing ever makes me cry
I could fake a smile and never tell a lie
I could claim that I don’t have this need for you
I could make believe the sky ain’t really blue
Or I could tell myself the truth, tell myself the truth
Clouds and dreams fly overhead
Shadows and colors and change
Crumpled sheets indict the bed
This doesn’t feel that strange
I can hold you as you sleep
I can touch you in the dark
You’re a thousand miles from me
And yet I’m singed from your spark
So I lay here in the night
Wondering where I ought to be
And I think about my life
Had things turned out differently
I’m afraid to ask the questions
Because I won’t like what I’ll hear
Everything I ever learned was right
Is everything I’ve learned to fear
I could say that nothing ever makes me cry
I could fake a smile and never tell a lie
I could claim that I don’t have this need for you
I could make believe the sky ain’t really blue
Or I could tell myself the truth
If I took my own advice
I’d forget about the rules
Like when I look into your eyes
I forget that I’m a fool
Why can’t everything be mine
When everything for me is you
I could say that nothing ever makes me cry
I could fake a smile and never tell a lie
I could claim that I don’t have this need for you
I could make believe the sky ain’t really blue
Or I could tell myself the truth, tell myself the truth
Tell myself the truth, tell myself the truth
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