How many times Can I take no for an answer? Knowing you want me But are too afraid to love Disapointment
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
Words are slipping away From my lips Flooded with emotion I am As the mirage finally came to life
Tears rolling down my cheeks I am sad Tired, Of torturing my mind Wondering
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
Of a Sunny yellow She wears a legendary name Growing at the place Narcisse had drowned From the own contemplation
Light is her name She is precious like gold Luckier than Fortuna, Always outruning fate Flames blaze from her eyes
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,
There is a used, Withered coat Hanging in that wardrobe Holes Run through it
A witch he thinks I am That a spell I’ve cast on him Through the delicous taste Of what I baked,
Nothing particular to this shirt, Juste an old piece of fabric One might say But to me it’s a rare and precious item
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
Here I was Entering Auschwitz A jet black raven above me Through the wind I could feel I could see
Anxiety is dancing in my mind In a loud trance My fears Are rushing into my head How can I ever stop them?
Today I feel like i am falling of… only to meet the hard, cold floor of my bathroom I cry for help I scream silently
