Jamie Michael
Walk Apart
You keep coming to me, but all you bring is your own agenda
You keep preaching to me, but I don't hear you getting no clearer
You get a little colder, and your face is so unkind
Do you ever wonder what you mother has left behind?
We are only people, and people walk apart
But hold my hand and understand that this could be the start
Of something really changing, changing for the good
I'd go together to the end, with you my friend I would
You keep praying for me, when I don't even know your religion
And you've been planning for me, but all I see is your indecision
From Letras Mania