Inner turmoil of a second chance

Do it 
Do it 
Do it 
Leave 
Leave 
Leave 
I believe in you

Tear soaked face with no dignity left
Fumbling to gather your things 
And yourself 

Don’t look at him 
Don’t look at him 
Don’t look at him 
I believe in you 

The open door beaconing for you 
The cool breeze waking you up 
The still night more welcoming than his arms 

Walk away 
Walk away 
Walk away 
I Believe in you

The soft glow over his shiny face 
His sad eyes saying, stay 
The silence was broken 
When he says 
Believe me