Haste
Everybody is running
No one seems to stop to see the beauty
The beauty in nature
The beauty in you and me
Why are we all going so fast
And running past all those nice things
And thing we are running to
Can never win from the beauty of you
Will I start running also?
And miss all the small cute things of you
Your little smiles, your twinkling eyes
Your soft and whispering voice when you say: “I love you”
Will there be a time
That I will not hear it anymore
That I take everything for granted
And that the nice things on your face disappear
Then I think by myself
NO! I won’t let this happen
I will walk slowly and carefully,
not to miss a single detail
I will always be there with you
And lay my head on you chest
Because I don’t want to miss a single “love you”
Even in my sleep
08-03-2001