Fear

Tired of sitting here in the darkness

Waiting for a call, hands on the chest

Seeing nothing more but blackness

Trying to stay at my very best

Tired of sitting here in the darkness

Whining and holding this phone

Injured from what seemed so harmless

Crying with a mind completely blown

Tired of sitting here in the darkness

Not being able to keep it together

Still fighting this destructive Sadness

But the war is taking forever

So tired of sitting here in the darkness

That with the lights, I can’t open my eyes

So how could she be so heartless?

Fooling me and telling those lies!

It is not about her, it is not about me

It is about two people with mythical love

That’s what we are destined to be

Because of a look that chose my heart to shove

It is not about her, it is not about me

Not even the angels in heaven above

Nor the demons down under the sea

It is about a woman made to be my lovely dove

So many things to do, so many words to say

But I simply don’t know how to start

I am not used to follow and bay

It is strange to feel and to have a heart!

So many things to do, so many things to say

So many feelings; it is goddamn attraction

So many things to do, so many things to say

But I guess my ultimate fear is: “Rejection”.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         W.H