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Gray is not the color I expected On someone who is often touched by grace The eyes that hold the promise of perfection Will find the flaw that no one can erase And though she hears the rumors of intention And many times I've failed to hide my stare She will not breach a hint of indecision She will not ever bend to show her care Things she said Any other daystore promise Things she said would leave me wanting Run to her then run from other Things she said Broke me down and left me shattered Hard as diamonds, it does not matter Won't remember the things she said Today I saw her face in all the papers (She broke me down and she left me shattered) A smile to empty out a lion's cage (Hard as diamonds, it does not matter) But notes that might remind her of what that smile was for (Ohh...) Are scribbled on a long-forgotten page Things she said Any other daystore promise Things she said would leave me wanting Run to her then run from other Things she said Broke me down and left me shattered Hard as diamonds, it does not matter Won't remember the things she said The choice she never made The face she never saved The words she would not say The lives she threw away And the things she said So gray is not the color I expected On one who is so often touched by grace But always she's the spectre of uncertainty I first endure, then pity, then embrace... Things she said Any other daystore promise Things she said would leave me wanting Run to her then run from other Things she said Broke me down and left me shattered Hard as diamonds, it does not matter Won't remember the things she said... |