The Truth

A dusty book sits on a shelf
Waiting to be read
As I find room to sort through all these
Thoughts inside my head
Taking stock and letting go of
Mistakes that I have made
As I dig deeper it gets darker
The light begins to fade
All this time I tried to forget
The truth is I haven’t yet
It took the look inside your eyes
To finally make me see
I never thought this would begin
To frighten even me
All this time I tried to forget
The truth is I haven’t yet
The old pass wisdom to the young
The truth will set you free
I’ve heard it said I’ve heard it sung
In four part harmony
So, why can’t I get through my head
Such a simple thought
The truth’s a lie somebody said
Believe it or not
All this time I tried to forget
The truth is I haven’t yet