You may

you may kill yourself baby
I might not be the one who’d care, now

cause there ain’t no way I’ll
ever understand
your kind of passion

between black and white,
I think I’ve chosen my side
and it’s clear to me now
it’s clear as the whitest drapes
hanging in these shadows of yours
in these black curtains of yours

you may do your own now baby
I might not be the one who’d care, now

cause there ain’t no way I’ll
ever want to travel
this kind of a trip

nowhere or elsewhere
I think I’ve chosen my side
and it’s long way for me now
it’s far as the furthest drives
far beyond these shadows of yours
these dark roads of yours

you may go back to your dreams baby
I might not be the one who’d sleep, now

cause there ain’t no way I’ll
ever quit, eh
holding on to pieces of nothing

between day and night
I’m sure I’ve chosen my sight
and it’s hard to me now
It’s hard as the concrete walls
immuring these shadows of yours
these nightmares of yours

holding on to pieces of nothing
holding on to pieces of nothing.

« So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight. »


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