Glance
I was once your love.
But now that's past.
Yet, I see your face and that passing glance
When we're with others you act like a brutal man
But when you are with just me you act like a gentalman
Do i make you think of things of the past?
Why didn't you and I last?
I'm trapped in your net
you are one more nail in my casket
Itry to get free,
But i can't you see
Becausee of that passing glance
That look that says we may still have a chance
JUST STOP IT AND SET ME FREE!
Allow me again to be me...