The Truth -

A dusty book sits on a shelf

Waiting to be read

As I find room to sort through all these

Thoughts inside my head

Taking stock and letting go of

Mistakes that I have made

As I dig deeper it gets darker

The light begins to fade

All this time I tried to forget

The truth is I haven’t yet

It took the look inside your eyes

To finally make me see

I never thought this would begin

To frighten even me

All this time I tried to forget

The truth is I haven’t yet

The old pass wisdom to the young

The truth will set you free

I’ve heard it said I’ve heard it sung

In four part harmony

So, why can’t I get through my head

Such a simple thought

The truth’s a lie somebody said

Believe it or not

All this time I tried to forget

The truth is I haven’t yet