Woe to me!
As I look up to him and he looked down at me
I smile to myself, wondering how I was deceived.
Was it the way he made me feel like a flower
or the way he loved me like a pearl?
Either way, no hope.
I perceive...
I smile to myself, wondering how I was deceived.
Was it the way he made me feel like a flower
or the way he loved me like a pearl?
Either way, no hope.
I perceive...