© 2008 Mark Cote
1. Can't find the right words, my heart gets in the way
Causing me to say things, I probably shouldn't say
Whatever I did wrong I'll probably never know
The more that I reach out, the farther you will go
(chorus) A Bleeding Heart clouding the words
And what I really mean, is not what you have heard
Bleeding Heart clouding the memory
Of what I meant to you and what you meant to me
Bleeding from your beach and to the open sea
2. Knowing you I never knew where I stand
on a lovely beach, or is this just quick-sand?
You never acknowledged my witty silly side
this is how I tell, I use it as a guide
(chorus)
3. You shut me out with no explanation
after knowing you so long, now sorrow and frustration
to hear it second-hand is up to interpretation
not knowing how much is just fabrication
(chorus)
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