dinsdag 11 maart 2008

Windows of my eyes

Through the window of my eyes
I can see a rainy day
Sittin' in the chair of my own
Looking for a way to be the one who I am
It's useless to cry for the things I was unknown
Thinking it will come back and reach my home

It's like a distant, like a distant face
It's like a shadow on my wall
Something that, that I can't touch
It's heavenly, as it calls

Shelter of my mind hides my love and my tear
I keep on looking for a reason which is not here

Through the window of my eyes
I can see a rainy day
Sittin' in the chair of my own
Looking for a way to be the one who I am
It's useless to cry for the things I was unknown
Thinking it will come back and reach my home

1 opmerking:

Anoniem zei

Ja, Cuby. dat is nog eens een nummer. Je zou er een beetje melancholiek van worden met dit weer....