Go Your Own Way (live) :: Lissie
There were signs from the start that said turn back, but I pushed past them anyway, led by my heart and my hopeless optimism, both ever fatal flaws of mine. Each time I fall I think that I will not get beat up and bruised and lost in the tumble and toss of love, and each time I end up being wrong. A close friend of mine says when I love I love big and bold and bleeding, putting myself out so far that my veins and bones show, and that when there is no way I will not hurt, being so exposed, but honestly, I do not know how to love small. The fall nearly killed me though, never ever falling to strong enough arms to catch me, and all that ends up happening is voices asking for forgiveness, and whispers of self-deprecation and repeated failings, never once an actual confrontation, or fight for my heart, no strength in any love returned, so all I am left with is a scarred heart. I am almost always wrong, I almost always screw it all up, but at least I try, at least I open up, at least I still love.
“Loving you, isn’t the right thing to do.
How can I ever change things that I feel?”
Go Your Own Way (live) :: Fleetwood Mac