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Lirieke: Belinda Carlisle. Real. Tell Me.

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(Charlotte Caffey, Thomas Caffey, Belinda Carlisle)

I think we've both been here before
There doesn't seem to be much more
My mind is shut, the door is closed
Am I alone?

We're sitting here, we're eye to eye
We've crashed into a wall so high
Fear's taken us two prisoners
Can we let go?

Tell me your darkest secret, tell me
Show me what you don't want me to see
Let me in, I want to know you, hold me
Tell me your darkest secret

I'll tell you mine

We used to live for honesty
Trust was our security
We're walking down two different paths
We've lost our way

What's wrong with wanting everything
Dark and light and in between
What will be our saving grace?
What can we say?

Unlock the door, come inside
There's no reason to be afraid
Just talk to me

We can hear the cry of love
It echoes deep and far above
What will be our saving grace?
What will we say?