...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...

...   HEARTBEATS   ...   HEARTBEATS   ...   HEARTBEATS   ...   HEARTBEATS   ...   HEARTBEATS   ...   HEARTBEATS   ...   HEARTBEATS   ...


would you love me
without fear
can you love
without fear

I've yet to meet anyone who can
  except a retarded child...
and an imaginary man


when I was a little child
some adult said to me
be careful who you trust
was that destiny

I was still a rebel child
wanting to be free
so I opened up my arms
it felt good to me

but what hurt was not the love
not the touch, not the embrace
what hurt was the open hand
that slapped me across my face
and the fear behind the hand
that screamed, 'don't you ever do that again'
a little child can't understand
  why you're afraid of love...
remembering when
remembering when

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