YOU WON'T SAY (WHAT IS ON YOUR MIND) July 27/84 Karl Rigelhof

CHORUS:
Why don't you tell me
Why won't you say
What is on your mind
Why you cannot stay
Why you're going away
You won't say

The flavour is owing to the texture
It's like chewing on sand
To savour the challenge of conjecture
And then to make your stand

The quenching of your old anxieties
Has led you nowhere
While drenching the sorrows of society
With your infinite despair

The hunger that scorches your burning soul
Is a fact of life
You wonder if it will swallow you whole
Or will you make the sacrifice

The thirst that dries up your every desire
Is another fact of life
The worst has yet to take it's toll
When you make the sacrifice