Is this why I give my life?
Returned to me as pittance
Is this betrayal, denial or admittance?
Is this real or am I conceited?
Is it earned or is it fated?
Is this the truth, true love?
Am I a prey carrying the burden?
Of the prayers that I've said
The prayers for you that they have made
Are you here for a while to stay?
Or am I being in your way?
Is this the truth, true love?
My voice has lost all its words
My mind has only your name
I wash my hands off this game
But who am I to part the sea?
No where to run to be free
Isn't this the truth, truth my love?
But there's a catch, at end of it all
From ocean to sea where you've been seated
The creator, created. Defeated
This is real I am conceited
It is earned it is fated
This is the truth, the only truth, my love