Tell me your secrets, tell me your lies

All your first kisses, your last goodbyes

Is there someone you can trust

Do you believe in all things good



Some men are islands that will not be bridged

Some men are deadweight waiting to fall

Some they feel love turning to dust

Knowing no trust



Tell me your secrets, tell me your lies

All your first kisses, your last goodbyes

Is there someone you can trust

Do you believe in all things good



Winter trees, so appealing

Stripped to veins, always reaching 

A pure life led by season

A pure life knowing no reason



Some men are islands that will not be bridged

Some men are deadweight waiting to fall

Some they feel love turning to dust

Knowing no trust



Tell me your secrets, tell me your lies

All your first kisses, your last goodbyes

Is there someone you can trust

Do you believe in all things good