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Only (Pryor Matt)

In too many days, too many tears, Too many stories of our yesteryears. I couldn't say the worst of my fears. I'm picking up the signs, maybe the end is near. But at long last, I recall the words that you told me. This will pass and the love you have, Will be for me, only: After an hour, when I couldn't speak, You tell a story that just makes me weep. It may be my age, I'm just getting weak, My skin's not thick enough for this critique But at long last, I recall the words that you told me. This will pass and the love you have, Will be for me, only: There's too many pains, too many cries. Too many hours drowning in your eyes. Those were the days, so full of lies, I guess I was in love with your disguise.