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Not Alone
I'm calling like have never done so before.
I'm falling to the floor.
And everything has changed since you last saw me.
I'm sorry I am angry lately,
I'm sorry I am angry mostly -
My skin has never really fit.
3 months from now my fate will come to me.
And I don't want to look into it's eyes.
But it will come calling
and I will be falling
to my knees and wishing for tomorrow,
or before.
Thus, I dare not think about the future.
As there seems to be none
and the past has also gone.
The present is now in the past
and I'm thinking as I often do,
what is left?
But you know, there is a smile that can change it all.
3 Words to save one's soul.
To catch me as I fall, I'm sure,
that there is something more
out there where you stay,
waiting.
So I'm calling to your heart,
wherever that may be of course.
And I'm not really sure if it still is free,
but if it is, then I hope you still think of me.
When the summer is burning
and when the winter is churning.
I'm waiting and waiting and hurting.
I'm thinking that the colour is draining
from my world.
And if it is, then I hope that you may bring it back
when I fail,
as I fall.
3 months from now my fate will ask me a question
and I will give no answer.
I will stare into it's eyes
and imagining that you are there beside me,
I will say:
"It doesn't matter anymore,
for I am not alone".
