LYRIC FOR SALE

By Saraphir Camille

I let you think I’m keen
because I couldn’t be clear;
I let you think I’d stay
because I wanted someone near;
I let you think it’s love
though it clearly just was lust;
I let it carry on too long,
but end it now I must.

I let your soul grow flowers,
I let your heart grow hope,
I let your mind grow futures
all felled in a single stroke.

I let you dream tomorrow,
when today was never sure;
I let your heart build secret rooms
where you wanted mine to tour;
I let you plant a garden
where you wanted me to root;
I let a seed start growing
that I knew could never fruit.

I let your soul grow flowers,
I let your heart grow hope,
I let your mind grow futures
all felled in a single stroke.

Sorry if I deceived you
I never meant to lie
I guess I just kept trying because
I couldn’t bear to make you cry.
It’s not that it was bad
it just didn’t feel like home,
and I realised my garden
would be better grown alone.

I let your soul grow flowers,
I let your heart grow hope,
I let your mind grow futures
all felled in a single stroke.