I waited for so long Outside myself You see I was pretenting To be someone else I was longing to see Who I wanted to be
And I've been waiting on my own I've been waiting for too long Not strong enough to be with you And I've been making up my world I've been painting it with gold Not strong enough to see you
I irrigate illusions Then let them grow How can I pacify myself? And let go And I run wild to see Who I turned out to be
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But it was too cold In my world
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