Still Holding On - monotetra
Along this road that some call life,
I felt the cut of glist'ning knife
with no emotion but pain rife,
so filled with strife, so filled with strife
You explained that my aura's red,
that's not the reason why I bled,
offered my life for yours instead,
it's what you said, it's what you said.
You promised love eternally,
that you would hold so tight to me,
but now from my embrace you flee.
I didn't see, I didn't see.
I've shown my hand, I guess I fold,
running after love's fool's gold
would break the weak and strongest hold.
I find I'm old. I find I'm old.
We're both the victims of romance,
and no, I have not changed my stance.
I am still caught within your trance.
Can we just dance--can we just dance?
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