Believe

from On Your Way

Pity for you
With your head in your hands
You pushed it over
Now it won't come back again
The hand that leads you is the hand that will push you away
Brass ring soldier with a broken heart of clay

I wish I could believe everything I read
I wish I could conceal every thought I feel
I wish I wouldn't dream it only makes it worse
I wish you would believe in me

Running further from where I want to be
Conversations that don't mean a thing to me
Yes.. you've caught me
Not knowing what to say
It doesn't matter cause it's not me anyway

And if I could you know I'd do it over
Believe me when I tell you that's no lie.
Looking back is hard to do I really wish it wasn't true
But oh...  what a time.

Martin Crotty Publishing ASCAP