Light the candle

There is no tommorow
for me, only
light at the end of the tunnel
closing in,
coming straight at me.

There was no today...
at least not yesterday.

Tell me ...

Now that we found love what do we wanna do with it ?
and how much difference does it really make to leave your life and start a new ?

What makes us stronger,
why do we need to be experienced with such a fee ?
is there no other way,
but fight through what should be beautiful,
look at my hands, you see ?
there's no tatoos,
no debts,
no lies,
no remarks,
no remorse,
for things that come,
and someday i'll be free,
again,
from you, your lies, your misery,
The one you love, it' won't be me.
Will come, and
Do to you,
what you did to me.

You can't hear my woman moan

I left my city
without self pity
i start to roam,
searching for my tiger lily.

I found someone, wrong,
she found another,
then someone to get along,
boy, she loved another,
then, a soul, but not a mate,
then, a beauty, without a taste,
then a girl without the name,
then a woman, mother, with her claim,
then a school girl and no faith.
then a jewel, that i lost,
then a lady, she went back,
then a missy with a grilfriend,
and Mary with a child,
child without the father,
father without a child.

(Mary kicked the boyfriend,
boyfriend kicked me.
I left Mary,
no one's beating me.) "Not realy true, there was no boyfriend and no kicking, it's here just for the sake of a joke"