To my mother Isabelle
When I look at his eyes I get a glimpse of his soul Bright, Only a gleam of sun makes them spa… Of a beautiful green,
What a beautiful rose in my garden I look at her And I remember Only her Can keep my secrets forever
Tears rolling down my cheeks I am sad Tired, Of torturing my mind Wondering
Light is her name She is precious like gold Luckier than Fortuna, Always outruning fate Flames blaze from her eyes
No direction No certainty Only questions I Wonder what will come next My thoughts are fidgeting all arou…
There is a used, Withered coat Hanging in that wardrobe Holes Run through it
The Lily of the Valley Blossoms beautifully Its fragance is light and fresh But poison runs through its veins, A dark side it surely hides
Anxiety is dancing in my mind In a loud trance My fears Are rushing into my head How can I ever stop them?
The water Falls in a mellow harmony Helping me to clear my mind And direct the current of my thoug… I close my Eyes
He is of the men you see eveyday A nice fellow working his way But you don’t know him like I do As what defines him is virtue You would’t believe how many times
Pain radiates from my shoulders As I am carrying the whole world I imagine others hurting Like it could ease my pain But it won’t ever go away
Sunshine, Driven by Helios through the Sky In a golden chariot To the sole purpose Of illuminating my life
Of a Sunny yellow She wears a legendary name Growing at the place Narcisse had drowned From the own contemplation
How many times Can I take no for an answer? Knowing you want me But are too afraid to love Disapointment
This evening I look at the Sky I see a burst of magnificent colou… And I realize there’s something I Had not seen…