I thought that I loved you but I'm no longer sure For love seems so cruel, so ready to injure. Don't want to tie up your freedom for the fear I could lose you That you might please my power to own you, or use you. You tell me you love flowers and you pick them and put them in vases Don't you know they must hate you Cause they will have to die Don't suppose that they like it just because they can't cry Sure they may look pretty and might bloom for a day But you've killed them forever for love this way. You tell me you love birds and you catch them and keep them in cages Don't you know now they must hate you 'cause they would like to fly Don't suppose they're happy just because they don't cry And if they got a chance to escape from their prison they would leave you forever and your love was the reason. Now I'm terrified of thinking that you might tell me next you love me - So Don't tell me you love me It'll scare me if you do |
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