I remember when i was young..
i used to bumb into the wrong souls..
I was searching for love...
they dumpt me....
because i probebly wasnt good enough...
but as a child i always got up and went on..
i wasnt afraid to love.....
but now..
that thing that i was capable to break..
has now build itself around me..
its not the Chinese...
not the Berlin...
but "'tha wall"
i think its there...
no i know..
its ..
there..
It keeps the feelings inside...
and it holds back the feelings..
from outside...
Somethimes some one comes..
and takes one stone away...
than there is a small opening to
let sumthing in or out...
i feel human than..
a little butterfly has been set free..
and fly,s to tha sun...
than comes back home
and brings another one
along..
But somethimes someone takes the same stone..
and puts it back...
and ....
I,m locked up again...
I dont expect that some one will come..
and try,s to save me...
for only God can do..
But please Keep trowing those...
Love comets towards me..
crushing "tha wall"
flushing the stones..
thawing the glue..
if you hit me..
i wont say...
""the ball was out""
And if that army of butterfly,s.
comes running after you..
chasing you...
dont be afraid....
if they are not ment for you...
he will lead them...
to their destination.
At least they have been set free !
cause i want to love...
and be loved again...
It sound ClICHE but...
Love is all that i,m living for.....
but i,m afraid....
i used to bumb into the wrong souls..
I was searching for love...
they dumpt me....
because i probebly wasnt good enough...
but as a child i always got up and went on..
i wasnt afraid to love.....
but now..
that thing that i was capable to break..
has now build itself around me..
its not the Chinese...
not the Berlin...
but "'tha wall"
i think its there...
no i know..
its ..
there..
It keeps the feelings inside...
and it holds back the feelings..
from outside...
Somethimes some one comes..
and takes one stone away...
than there is a small opening to
let sumthing in or out...
i feel human than..
a little butterfly has been set free..
and fly,s to tha sun...
than comes back home
and brings another one
along..
But somethimes someone takes the same stone..
and puts it back...
and ....
I,m locked up again...
I dont expect that some one will come..
and try,s to save me...
for only God can do..
But please Keep trowing those...
Love comets towards me..
crushing "tha wall"
flushing the stones..
thawing the glue..
if you hit me..
i wont say...
""the ball was out""
And if that army of butterfly,s.
comes running after you..
chasing you...
dont be afraid....
if they are not ment for you...
he will lead them...
to their destination.
At least they have been set free !
cause i want to love...
and be loved again...
It sound ClICHE but...
Love is all that i,m living for.....
but i,m afraid....