Whispered to deaf ears
Sometime invisible tears,
fall heavy on the heart,
Sometime love is whispered to deaf ears,
Laying quietly in the dark,
Sometime heartache hides,
For you can't always stop love at will,
Sometime love survives,
Even the coldest winter chill,
When the tears stay inside,
No one can see what you feel.
When you have cried,
Silent tears in the dark,
Sometime love can survive,
A broken heart.
A flame still seems to come alive.
And burns in the winter chill,
For you can't always stop love at will.
Who knows the secrets a heart will hide,
As it cries invisible tears,
Who knows the pain of love inside,
As it whispers quietly to deaf ears.
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