8 acessos
I don't know why I keep on believing you need me
When you've proved so many times that it ain't true
And I can't find one good reason for staying
Yeah, maybe my leaving would be the best for you
Cause these rose-colored glasses
That I'm looking through
Show only the beauty
'Cause they hide all the truth
And they let me hold on to the good times, the good lines
The ones I used to hear when I held you
And they keep me from feeling so cheated, defeated
When reflections in your eyes show me a fool
Yeah, these rose-colored glasses
That I'm looking through
Show only the beauty
'Cause they hide all the truth
So I just keep on hopin', believing
That maybe by counting the many times I've tried
You'll believe me when I say, I love you
And I'll lay these rose-colored glasses aside