Sara Messenger © 1983
You’ve got to go to her, you’ve got to speak what’s in your heart
You can’t stay another hour, you can’t hold me in your arms
She’s gotta know what’s going down, if it’s more than a lark
Won’t let you do it to her, won’t let you leave her
Crying in the dark, clutching to the night
Waking to an empty ache with the breaking light
Praying for a sound to dispel her doubts
I can hear her in my heart ‘cause I know all about …
You say you don’t wanna hurt her or just string me along
And what she don’t know won’t kill her
But you know that it’s wrong
And you’re just lying to yourself, like you’re lying to her
When the only motive in your mind is just to make it
Easier, but easier on who?
Please don’t make her pay the price
For what you’re afraid to do
You can break her heart, but don’t take her trust
Leave her mind to mend and someday
She might even forgive us
You’ve got to go to her, you know you owe her more than that
Don’t let her find out the hard way, stumbling on the fact
Cause she’s in love with you, and she relies upon your word
And I could never trust you, once I saw you leave her
Crying in the dark, clutching to the night
Waking to an empty ache with the breaking light
Face her angry eyes when she falls apart
Hold her as she cries but don’t leave her
Crying in the dark
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