The Mahoghany Verse

Oh once I found you, I lost my Way, 
Couldn't tell the nighttime from the day, 
Cause with you around I felt alive, 
Thought talkin' with you I wouldn't have to hide, 
And I always thought, 
darling, 
that I was doin' good, 
That I'd found the one who I really should, 
The one who'd understood, 

Thought love'd found me in the best of ways, 
to bring light into my lonely days, 
What I didn't know couldn't hurt me then, 
A moment later, I don't know when, 
But one day I'll see you by my side, 
together we can take a step into the light, 

And I'll find you wherever you hid inside, 
A door long closed tight opened wide 
When light can meet the darkness we find, 
Talk to me and leave it all behind,
And I'll be you, for as long as you need me,
For one eternity, 
A life exemplary, 
Just for you and me... 

I've always known I could stand alone,
Far from love and far from home,
And I found you, with your light inside,
Talkin' to you I'd thought I'd lose my mind.
Please Leave me be,
just let the darkness thrive,
Maybe one day I'll feel alive,
So I might just survive...

 So hide my soul, for the greater part,
I bet you think you've found my heart...
 What you don't know is what You'll never see,
Without my mask, what's left of me?
I know who I was,
what once made up me,
But it's not the same you see,
so far, the truth, from me...

So find me here, If you dare to find,
Love me if you will, I've become resigned,
Let your heart, I guess, just be your guide,
when it comes to me, your guess goes wide,
Please go away,
I don't want you around,
where I might be found,
crushed into the ground...

I'll be here for you when you'll see,
Light just waiting for you right here with me.
And if you ever care to find,
That I love you, I wouldn't mind.
But find your light,
without me by your side,
I'll take that too, just smile wide...
Please, My Dear, don't hide.
You are my light. Never go out.
Shine.

 Seriously, that's the ending you went with?
Sorry, We can't all be prosaic geniuses, miss smarty-pants.
 I know, but still, that's so cliché, couldn't you have found something ELSE a little less... Tacky?
Who's writing this song, hmm? You or me?
Dummy.
That's what I thought.
Change It.
Of Course... You know it's true.
yeah, yeah....