Tell me your secrets, tell me your lies
All your first kisses, your last goodbyes
Is there someone you can trust
Do you believe in all things good

Some men are islands that will not be bridged
Some men are deadweight waiting to fall
Some they feel love turning to dust
Knowing no trust

Tell me your secrets, tell me your lies
All your first kisses, your last goodbyes
Is there someone you can trust
Do you believe in all things good

Winter trees, so appealing
Stripped to veins, always reaching
A pure life led by season
A pure life knowing no reason

Some men are islands that will not be bridged
Some men are deadweight waiting to fall
Some they feel love turning to dust
Knowing no trust

Tell me your secrets, tell me your lies
All your first kisses, your last goodbyes
Is there someone you can trust
Do you believe in all things good