The thing you touched was not my heart
I'm too dark too worn too far apart
I was hooked on the need you had for me
in that denial there's nothing for you to see
in that hope that someday I would have to feel
although you love, I remain unmoved
In my head I've left a thousand times
In my bed as you sleep and I cry
you've too sweet a mind to be wounded
too much a boy to be the man of my future
too much my child to be someone I'd get used to
although I've gone I'm here beside you
all through this darkness I plan my escape
all through your kindness I find this mistake
and I can only see that you will be wounded
this darker side of mine won't soothe you
but it's the chance I fear to take
to leave a scar for one more soul
who loved me once though not returned