what was on your mind? br 'i can't touch her with cold hands' br between us was not the place for tenderness br still you couldn't help it.. br br small traces of a gentle soul left to bother me br always something new to remember.. br br it would have been so much easier just to hate you br i guess honesty buys your way out of anything br now there is nothing you could do wrong. br br besides.. nothing is about me br no use taking it personal.