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Drawn In Two Lyrics

James Cottriall

He will kiss her soft sweet lips but his taste is of another.
There's a look that's in his eyes says he's been with his lover.
You can see it on his face though he'll conceal it well.
This man has played this game before his lies are hard to tell.
She asks the direct question “Where have you been tonight?”.
The truth begins to reveal itself they fight 'til morning light.
Although she'll never shed a tear the pain she feels is oh so clear
Underneath it all the love still flows.

So what do you do when your heart's drawn
In two completely different directions?
What do you do? What do you do?
So what do you do when your heart's drawn in two?
You can't resist his sweet affections.
What do you do? What do you do?

You begin to ask yourself why you ever cared for him.
Your impulse takes over your soul, you act upon a whim.
You slap his cheeky little face and tell him he should leave.
To do so really hurts you it becomes harder to breathe.
This seems to be the answer to the situation at hand.
Why was this love not different as you had dreamed and planned?
The man you love's now far away, nothing you can do or say
Will bring him back to you tonight.

So what do you do when your heart's drawn
In two completely different directions?
What do you do? What do you do?
So what do you do when your heart's drawn in two?
You can't resist his sweet affections.
What do you do? What do you do?

You've got nowhere to run, there's nowhere left to hide.
No-one left to talk to, no-one you can't confide.
Your world is getting smaller it has been so torn apart.
These feelings eat your every move, there's fire in your heart.
You want to scream about it and just let it all come out
But nothing feels better even though you cry and shout.
You feel so trapped and oh so lost, stuck in everything you've known.

So what do you do when your heart's drawn
In two completely different directions?
What do you do? What do you do?
So what do you do when your heart's drawn in two?
You can't resist his sweet affections.
What do you do? What do you do?