BACK IN THE SOOTHING ARMS OF SADNESS
©Trev Teasdel Middlesbrough 1980’s


If my heart had a voice that could speak without words
Your eyes would be open and your heart would heard.
How our perceptions are different of the way we relate
How I’ve held back my feelings and how they can’t wait.


Although we’re just friends in your estimation,
Seeing you fills my heart with elation.
Sharing our thoughts and sharing experience,
my feeling’s for you are now so immense.


But i know what you’ll say,
I’ve known from the start.
We’re not lovers but friends
Cos lovers will part.


I’ve heard all the reasons
from lovers before
and it saddens me to think
I must hear them some more.
When you leave me you leave my heart in a mess,
and I run to the arms of my sister  – of sadness.


Seeing you’s a pleasure, not seeing you’s hell!
I wasn’t going to say  but I might as well,
I’ve resolved many times to put an end to this game.
But I’ve weakened with loneliness and risked some more pain.


Although we’re just friends in the eyes of the crowd.
My heart bursts with love but never out loud.
Holding your hand in your deepest dark fear.
Feeling so close and feeling so near.