What Sort of Truth?

 

What sorta truth are you talking about when you look into my eyes?

Is it the kind that's fearless where there's nothing left to hide?

And you tell me your deepest secret

And I tell you of my weakness

What sorta truth am I talking about I find courage to reveal

I surrender my soul, it's naked and it's real

As I stand here, you see right through me

And I hear your voice saying "babe the truth will set you free"

Devoted with pure faith

Such honourable grace

At times I was scared to say

Now I will say it anyway

What sorta truth are we talking about now that we have said it all?

Is it the kind that will hold us as we rise and as we fall?

And now we're free nothing left to lose

Now we can love, anyway we choose

What sorta truth are you talking about?

 
Alexia ChellunW