it's funny how people leave an imprint like a knife

and that girls words hurt worse when you've known them all your life

and history never fails to repeat

and history is why I'm so quick on my feet

and we cower from the feeling that we harbor in our souls

we cower from the emptiness of abandonment we've grown from

one day you will find the person that serves as your sun

someone who can make you smile when the long hard day is done

and it's funny that it's people who cage you and it's people who set you free

and it's love that can tear and can tatter but love is all you need

and history is always doomed to repeat

and it's history that threw me out on the street

and we cower from the kindness that strangers sometimes show

because we have trouble trusting people as far as we can throw

and one day you will find the person that shines brighter that the sun

someone who can change your mind when you feel you've never won