Lene Marlin

Did you know,
hidden by his clothes there are some scars
Some are recent,
some have been there for years
Did you know
It doesn't even hurt
It never really hurts, but there are tears
Do you want the real story,
or do you prefer the lie
Do you want to see him smile,
or maybe see him cry
Do you want to follow,
or let him go alone
For then, never to know? never to know