Tell me
I think there is something you won’t tell me,
or is it just a little ghost that I see.
What is it that makes me feel this way,
what’s the reason you are ‘in a hurry’, all day
all those questions are troubling my mind.
Show me, don’t keep me so blind.
Show me the things you think I don’t want to see
Maybe the truth will hurt,
but you don’t have to protect me.
I know I can’t oblige you,
But telling me is the best thing to do.
or is it just a little ghost that I see.
What is it that makes me feel this way,
what’s the reason you are ‘in a hurry’, all day
all those questions are troubling my mind.
Show me, don’t keep me so blind.
Show me the things you think I don’t want to see
Maybe the truth will hurt,
but you don’t have to protect me.
I know I can’t oblige you,
But telling me is the best thing to do.
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Smiley | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: simpel | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 januari 1970 | ||
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