... and That's Why

Henry Priestman

Fear is the key that's closing all the doors
No time for love, and there's no time for trust
And fear plays a part in everybody's downfall
Oh those suspicious minds that refuse to unwind
They're decided and they won't re-adjust

And that's why, why we're not saying much
And why, we must sort this thing out

So talk to me now, don't cause me more pain
(Tell me) what's on your mind

(Please tell me) and what have I done
Oh the unspoken words, and those looks of disdain
Yes unless we do try we won't see eye to eye
And we'll lose what's been good for so long

And that's why, why we must talk again
And why, we must sort this thing out
And that's why, there's no more compassion left
And why, oh the future's in doubt (let's sort it out)

So talk to me now, don't cause me more pain
Oh unless we do try, we won't see eye to eye
And we'll lose what's been good for so long

And that's why, why we must talk again
And why, we must forget the past
And that's why, we shouldn't let go no more
And why, yes our future will last.

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