I could but can´t tell you what´s in my mind
I would but won´t tell you about my dreams
Where you are not an angel but devilish it seems
Sweltering inside of me…
And such a sorrow it´d be if my mind empty should become
For yourself would be lost out in the open winds
No longer with in my reach, no longer in my dreams!
I could tell you but perhaps I should refrain
And how is it possible that you reside within my deepest thoughts
When someone else lives right here and touch you I cannot
For my arms are already busy holding another reality
So far away from you, so close with in my mind…
Carlos di Paulo Zozaya
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