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These things I could never tell you,

People call me a gambler,

But why could I not gamble with my heart?



I never took that chance,

Always afraid to cross lines,

Afraid to blur emotions and friendship,

So away, i watched this slip.

And too late did I attempt to right the ship,

Always afraid of the Ice on the road,

I thought i might slip.



And now into the silence I find myself falling,

And no longer can I hear you calling...

Somethings wrong hun,

Something is terribly wrong.

You stopped calling my name,

Now all I can do is whisper your name in the darkness.



In these eyes I tried to tell you,

A simple glance couldnt show you.

I tried to show love,

All i did was push you away.

I tried to save you from this life,

But all i did was captivate you.

So motivated,

Now you just feel jaded.

So integrated,

Now your heart is gated.



The silence has its own story to tell.

The silence tells of how the mighty fell,

In it is the ringing of a bell,

The sound, the sight, the smell.

Te things i could never utter ring true in the silence,

This opressive song is louder then the biggest clock,

Yet the clock strikes midnight.



The pumpkin has come to take you away and im only getting started.

Come back cinderella,

Theres so many things i need to tell ya....

Come back Cinderella....

Theres so many things I need to show ya...

Come back princess,

Theres so many things you need.

Run away Cinderella...

Im not your prince.

Go home Cinderella...

I dont know what to tell ya...



In this silence, look for the answers.

In the roads not crossed look for the signs,

And in the nights darkness look for the light.



Come back cinderella...

Theres so much of me waiting for you...

Leave me Cinderella,

Theres too much i cant tell ya....