Don't Make a Sound

I set the scene to tell the tale - Who could have known his face would pale? Life is never what you want unless you plan it from the start; Now, wouldn't that be smart? Don't make a sound, as I cry out; Is that what love is all about? Don't make a sound, as I call out; I know that's not what's love about... Don't make a sound, don't make a sound, don't make a sound So this is how it always goes, and what is real, we'll never know... Trust me, now I know firsthand - My fiction leads my real life, and This isn't what I planned... Don't make a sound, as I cry out; Is that what love is all about? Don't make a sound, as I call out; I know that's not what's love about... Don't make a sound, don't make a sound, don't make a sound My melody's my malady, my hand inscribes my grave; I told you once, I'll tell you twice: there's nothing left to say... I don't know what I've been told - my memory escaped; So don't try to refresh my mind, I've reasoned it that way... Just shh... Don't make a sound, as I cry out; Is that what love is all about? Don't make a sound, as I call out; I know that's not what's love about... Don't make a sound, don't make a sound Don't make a sound, don't make a sound Don't make a sound, don't make a sound Don't make a sound, don't make a sound, don't make a sound