...i have built a wall around me
and I thought the wall was strong
it was made of tears and heartaches,
and of happiness gone wrong
everyday I told myself, "be happy,
for you have felt that kind of love"
not everyone is quite as lucky
to receive that from up above.
i learned to accept that sometimes,
a love has to end somehow
it doesn't mean that all other times
must be spent crying, as I do now.
i weighed things against each other
and saw wisdom in the path I have taken
but when you and I were put asunder
why do i feel shaken and heartbroken?
I thought the walls I built around me
are strong and will hide my fears
Yet with a soft whisper as you called me,
the walls came down, and so did my tears.