Secret Life - Deborah Harry

Listen while I tell of a secret life, clandestine lives entwined like vines

You may already know where when and how

If I tell ya then, it’s no secret now

Two sides to every story

Heads and tails of the very same coin

Two sides to every story

Different words with identical rhyme

They appear to be most commonplace

They’re breathing like the winners of a marathon race

It’s blase casuality…

They are balanced like a trinity

Two sides to every story

Opposites from the ends of the earth

Two sides to every story

Who’s to say what either is worth

We come together, our story’s told as one

We come together, after all is said and done

Listen while I tell of a secret life, lives entwined like vines, man and wife

They said it all, express solidarity…

When one’s a crowd, three’s company

We come together, our story’s told as one

We come together, after all is said and done

We come together, our story’s told as one

We come together, still the same two parallel lines