Only when the goal is unattainable

do I start to feel like I'm losing myself

and this deep secret

that hasn't come out yet

is buried down deep with the rest



I can't coerce you into this one

Jealousy lay all your spells to bed

I'll choose unloved instead



If only songs were sung

to guide the doubtful ones

beyond the rough

where not as much is good enough

Oh, if you find yourself

amongst the lonely ones

I'll be waiting here with open arms



I can't coerce you into this one

Jealousy lay all your spells to bed

I'll choose unloved instead