If You Were Me

I try to hind,
the way I feel, and never let it show.
For you always come home to me, no matter where you go,
and tonight I fight, to keep the way I feel from showing through,
but if you were me, could you still be, this much inlove with you.

Would you turn your head,
when things are sad, and so they make no harm,
and after all the nights alone,
would you still waiting with open arms,
would you hind the tears, right inside the fears
the way I've had to do,
and if you were me, could you still be,
this much inlove with you.

Wouldn't you be in the arms of another man,
trying to live a love that's second hand,
if you knew that just last night, I've been untrue,
and if the time could turn,
could you learn to heal, like you espect me to?
and if you were me, could you still be, this much inlove with you.

Wouldn't you be in the arms of another man,
trying to live a love that's second hand,
if you knew that just last night, I've been untrue,
and time could turn, could you learn to heal, like you espect me to,
and if you were me, could you still be, this much inlove with you.

Yes if you were me, could you still be, this much inlove with you.