lauralh | it's friday, no one's around

It's not the way you lead me,
by the hand into the bedroom.
It's not the way you leave your clothes
upon the bathroom floor.
Been thinking about you,
I just couldn't wait to see.
Fling my arms around you,
as we fall in ecstasy.

Ooh sometimes
the truth is harder than the pain inside.
Ooh sometimes
it's the broken heart that decides.

It's not the way that you caress me,
toy with my affection.
It's not my sense of emptiness
you fill with your desire.
Climb in bed beside me,
we can lock the world outside.
Touch me, satisfy me,
warm your body next to mine.

Ooh sometimes
the truth is harder than the pain inside.
Ooh sometimes
it's the broken heart that decides...