Troubled Vision
It’s cold
The rain falls down on me
…I don’t care…
I sit
= Here =
Shivering thoughts are passing me by
Crawling
…I’m too blind to see…
I cannot give in
I do not need you
In my life
I do not need you
Here
Little drops slide down
Upon my face
They trouble my vision
When I look up
There’s nothing to see
= Nothing =
It’s not ment to be
Please
Don’t ask me
To give in
It’s hard enough
By now
Please
Don’t ask me
To love you
I cannot love you
I do not love you
Please
Folow your path
Wich isn’t
= Mine =
Don’t you see?
Or have the raindrops
Troubled your vision
…Too?…
