The whispers, claiming "we are too young to know",
I dread to acknowledge I have started to mumble it too.
Because what can you know about love, about forever?
When you haven't lived through deception, or learnt to decipher lies.
However, it might be also true that, that is actually the way.
Innocense may guard the possibility... keep our capacity of love from being corrupted by their own disappointments.
And yet I desire to be no fool, not yours, not theirs.
Truth is I still crave you,
truth is i still care.
But what can one do, when there is really no one left.
I dread to acknowledge I have started to mumble it too.
Because what can you know about love, about forever?
When you haven't lived through deception, or learnt to decipher lies.
However, it might be also true that, that is actually the way.
Innocense may guard the possibility... keep our capacity of love from being corrupted by their own disappointments.
And yet I desire to be no fool, not yours, not theirs.
Truth is I still crave you,
truth is i still care.
But what can one do, when there is really no one left.