Even though I want to find you there, even though I want to know you care
even when I try to see the truth in what you are to me
even when I see you in my dreams, even when I hear about your schemes
even though things aren't as they would seem – I will stand beside you
I want you to know that I am true to you,
yes, I want you to know that I am true to you
I don't know why you'd ever doubt me
even when you call me late at night, even when you say that it's all right
even when I find the morning light, wide awake without you
even when you're talking on the phone, even though I always come right home
even when I tell you that I'm lonely here at home without you
I want you to know that I am true to you,
yes, I want you to know that I am true to you
I don't know why you'd ever doubt me
truth is always on my skin, hope wells up from deep within
open up and let me in so you can feel what I am saying
I have always wanted you, holding on to love that's true
through the rain the sky is blue – reveals the heart that's yours for taking
even when you're talking in your sleep, even when I feel I'm in too deep
always know I want to keep you in my heart and close beside me
even when you act like you don't care, even when you're not so very near
even when you're angry with my tears, and fears and my frustration
I want you to know that I am true to you,
yes, I want you to know that I am true to you
I don't know why you'd ever doubt me
About the Creator
Teresa Lavender
Mainer living in Texas. Singer/songwriter/poet/artist. Check out my original songs: https://www.reverbnation.com/teresalavender
Check out my art shop https://www.facebook.com/Recycledbytije/?view_public_for=166057120101486
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