Plenty

Plenty
Plenty
Plenty

I looked into your eyes
They told me plenty
I already knew
You never felt a thing
So soon forgotten all that you do
In more than words I
Tried to tell you
The more I tried I failed

I would not let myself believe
That you might stray
And I would stand by you
No matter what they’d say
I would’ve thought I’d be with you
Until my dying day
Until my dying day
Plenty, plenty, plenty

I used to think my life
Was often empty
A lonely space within
You hurt me more than
I ever would have imagined
You made my world stand still
And in that stillness
There was a freedom
I never felt before

I would not let myself believe
That you might stray
And I would stand by you
No matter what they’d say
I would’ve thought I’d be with you
Until my dying day
Until my dying day
Until my dying day

Plenty
Plenty
Plenty
…