/october 2006/

too many sad eyes i have seen

wondering what is wrong

if they can help with anything

but they're not for whom i long

many claim to ease the pain

so many kind arms open wide

but still, no shelter from the rain

nowhere to cry, nowhere to hide

where to go, when in your arms

i ain't welcomed anymore

my nose is cold, so are the cheeks of mine

my lips could kill a rose by touch

still got no bosom to lie inside

to hide there when it is too much

got nowhere to hide..

when it is too much..

'lone and lonesome in the storm

i need your smile to light the way

so many miles away from home

home is the place where you used to lay

with me
forever..

where to go? in your arms

i ain't welcomed anymore

your eyes are cold, so is the touch of yours

you have killed the rose that night

the tender embrace for me no more

without an aim no need to fight

for, got nowhere to warm

no place to hide away from us..

nowhere to cry alone

you have killed the rose that night


not even allowed to be afraid if you're alive

goodbye