We Can Pretend
We can pretend
That our hearts
Will mend
Even though we know
That there is no chance
We can pretend
That this pain
Is a war
Fought with flowers
And not swords
We can pretend
That it was just
A pretty lie
That was designed
To get us all by
We can pretend
That our world
Won’t crumble
And that we won’t tumble
And end up jumbled
We can pretend
That this all makes sense
And that in the end
We won’t need to
Depend
