Hurts

There are times when we question the things we know

We never thought that the cracks would begin to show

We both know love is not that easy

I wish I'd known that it would be this hard to be alone...

Please, come home!

The loveless nights, they seem so long

I know that I'll hold you someday,

But till you come back where you belong

It's just another lonely Sunday.

I stand in the distance

I watch from afar

Should I offer some assistance

Should it matter who you are

We all get hurt by love

And we all have our cross to bear

But in the name of understanding now

Our problems should be shared

Confide in me, confide in me

I can keep a secret

And throw away the key

But sometimes to release it

Is to set our children free