I don't mean to come across like I don't care because I do
I'm just blinded by the reflection in my view
who do I think I am when I walk around with you
am I just a projection of the man I want for you

gently tell me

closing all the doors that are open and lead to love
still figuring out who I really am and where I stand
am I better off on my own where I can't confuse you
can I live my life and accept that I am not the man you need

gently tell me

they say be a good person
but heavens too steep a rent
they say where the bad ones go
not where the rest of us went
drown them in empathy if you can
cleanse the dirt of the day
the crows feet have settled in now
they're here to stay

gently tell me