Lines
My love i'm writing this letter in a state of resignation
I've seen this town a hundred times
And I'm running out if patience
And I realize it's a long way from here
To where the sea touches the land
And I've never been there without
Having your hand in my hand
My lips are eager to touch their kind
But not any will do, I'm sure
How far away are you, anyway
My only real cure
From all those evil feelings a mind can produce
From all this senseless thinking
Oh I would really rather lose it all
Than sit here
And oh my love when will those lines reach you
And oh my love when will you recognize me again
I'll simply knock at the next door and hope someone will let me in
I've got a secret photograph somewhere in my body
I've got it stored in a drawer I've locked by mistake
Just like this woman by dali
I've got a cupboard like behaviour
I'm full of dusty memory
And if you shake me hard enough it will all fall out of me.
And oh my love when will those lines reach you
And oh my love when will you recognize me again
And oh my love, I'll simply knock at the next door and hope it will be you who'll let me in