The fog behind your eyes does not suf­fice
To hide the secret which I hold so dear.
I can­not let you speak a word aloud
Or even whis­per in your mind’s own ear.

The only secrets that were ever kept
were those secrets that were never made.
Con­ceal this part of you away until
Never-day comes to wish it all away.

I pray for you that this shall all pass by,
All gone for­ever in some flame divine.
Where­fore can you not pray for it to die,
To go away so you can still be mine?

I can­not keep you like you think you are,
I can­not let you go and keep my heart,
This way you feel must be a lie, a trick,
For if you leave I know I’ll fall apart.

I can­not be who you still think I am,
I never was who you thought I should be.
I can­not lie to myself any­more,
I can­not keep the secret you make me.

Myself from myself this fog can­not hide;
This will never pass me by as you wish,
This is not some fleet­ing fancy or whim.
Let not me hide from it’s fast whirling winds.