Tiered of it. Don't want to keep on running

20070408

På promenad genom de gångna känslors trädgårdar.

I rise my hand. Am I one of the living? Not sure I understand, This role I’ve been given. I just wanna feel real love, Feel the home that I live in. ’cause I got too much life, Running through my veins, going to waste. I don’t wanna die, But I ain’t keen on living either. Before I fall in love, I’m preparing to leave her. I scare myself to death, That’s why I keep on running. Before I’ve arrived, I can see myself coming. I just wanna feel real love, In a life ever after There’s a hole in my soul, You can see it in my face, it’s nothing in its place.