It's like watching your footprints wash away on the beach,
Covering the tracks from being with another.
The one true love's hand you cannot reach . . .
Because you belong to another.
To hide all the passion, and emotion you feel;
You only hope that he never will see,
And one day realize your love is not real
To whom and to where your heart yearns to be.
Like rivers and rainbows that never do end,
Like the deceit and lies that you live
With your one true love, when your heart will not mend,
And no longer able to give . . .
Expire yourself to the one true love,
The one who will give you strength;
And hold in your hands the stars up above,
And cherish the honest love you make.
