Who is she? that one in your arms?
she is the one I carried my bones to
and built a house which was just a cottage
and built a life that was just over an hour
and build a castle where no one lives
and in the end, built a song,
song of lonlyness,
song of sadness.
why you brought her here ?
why you knock on my door ?
cant you see ?
we live in a cold climate
and we are not allowed to kiss on the street
but,
I wish I could have another chance
to make her a promise not to tell her
I will be with you,
but to tell her I love you
for years i have thought about it,
I have walked through a door in my dreams,
but never dare it.
and suddenlly
all this became history.
I Am crying now proudly
and dont even let my soul to hear it ,
and earth to tuch it.
what did a mistake I make