Please be,
Do the right thing,
So I can feel my love for you,
And my life leaving my body.
Because doing the right thing
Always mean dying,
And without you I'll have to leave.
We're dying for Godot
But isn't it a sweet way to go.
Some say we were made to speak
We are of the silent kind .
That flee rather than confronts.
The kind that will believe
Even though the odds are against us.
I hope that in the end
Before the rope touches your neck,
You'll know that my heart is with yours.
I thought I was strong,
But now that you have left
And can't find happiness anymore
I have to be myself, and show my weakness.
A right cause, alway kills you they say,
Because the truth harms and an action kills
Now in the bed of unhappy lovers,
Together forever we'll be
At least that's what you've wished.
