Joan Armatrading Dark Truths
I've told some dark truths
And I can't keep on lying
'Cause one day, I'll find
I'm not your hero
It's so nice that someone thinks
You're special, treat them right
That trust in you is precious
All the same, we make mistakes
I've used up a few lives
Now I'm afraid of dying
'Cause one day, I'll find
You're not forgiving
It's so nice, there's someone
To rely on, treat them right
That trust in you is precious
All the same, all the same, we make mistakes
And I've used up a few lives, oh
