Who can take sorrow, to use as a crutch
to have all you need, and never know it as such
to have the warmth of fire, rather than the burn of his touch
I think about you so much; I think about you so much
The devil has my secret, he says he'd never tell
I leave it for safe keeping, He places it in hell
A match is struck once, a thought more than twice
honesty's a virtue, that waver's on the ice
It screams in all directions, it slices like a knife
I'll think about you, all of my life
The devil has my secret, he says he will not tell
I leave it for safekeeping, He places it in hell
I should choose the one in waiting, my life has gone on.
My lifes not broken, my homes not gone
I will choose the other, so sweet and loving
no? I'll think about you, then continue on
The devil has my secret, he says he'll never tell
I leave it for safekeeping, and leave it in hell;
and let it burn in hell. The devil has my secret
When you died before I did, and heaven sent for you,
I know you stopped by and looked for me, to say goodbye again.
I'm movng on in life, it seems to be my lot
I know you know who, and that I give all I've got.
My life is given over to the one you chose for me,
I feel it in my daily life, it's how its suppose to be.
I think of you often, with all the love in my heart,
knowing that you're happy, with what I had to start.
The devil has my secret, I let it burn in hell,
and followed you to heaven,
with the man who has my heart.