Misery
She’s not mine to hold,
She’s not mine to touch.
A mystery to unfold,
A misery I clutch.
The realest of dreams,
An untold illusion.
I conceal the secrets
To defer the prosecution.
She’s not mine to hold,
She’s not mine to touch.
A mystery to unfold,
A misery I clutch.
The realest of dreams,
An untold illusion.
I conceal the secrets
To defer the prosecution.
