I've never been taught how to love
I've never been taught how to love
And express this magnificent feeling.
I'm sure there's something behind
Insignificant lexical meaning.
No fire inside to enchafe,
No wise words to quell worries of living.
I can't make you feel sound and safe,
I'm incapable of act of giving.
Emotions aren't given a vent,
And my heart is not close to forgiving
Myself for the path that I went
And the life I will sure be leading.
I'm stuck in the muteness of naught
With no light and no end of the healing.
It's love that I haven't been taught,
And my life that has nothing appealing.
