to an old friend


ithink you see it all
i think you must
be the only one
that more fully understand

on monday i burned myself
with a cigarette
almost on the same spot

something will not forget
so i know once more
that it is love comin
at my door

and i really would like
to say your name
cause the old fire
burned so hot
and still there is some
kind of flame
or the echo of it in my thought

how did we play like children
finally you are here
our happiness went crazy
till we had to disappear

and now i cry
when i think of you
again iam moved by
remembering you
and i can only say
girl you have been really loved
and iam glad you are here.








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