Hold me through your eyes
The way you hold me with your arms
Do it to me the same way you do to her
Will you, fate?
Dominate my thoughts and teach my heart.
She seams so happy believing what you want her to believe!
Make me want whatever you design.
You work in mysterious ways
And talk to me in your own terms
Sometimes, you make it different just for a change
And delude me.
I don´t know what it means
When you work your means to do it my way
(But I´m hoping it means something)
Will you recognize my figure in your dreams?
(And than learn to ignore it with therapy…)
Will you be strong enough
To walk me through the line you drew?
Understand that my freedom
Depends much more on your will
Than it depends on my own.
foto de Anja Stiegel, música de José Gonzáles