You can tell your friends how much
I begged you to stay
You can live your fantasy without me
But youll never know how much I needed you
Sometimes I wonder whether my life is set to music or vice versa, or my so limited experiences are handled by the pieces I've come in touch with that in turn render them back into repeated motifs and patterns.
Yet as always, the songs seem to creep out onto me and speak what I wanna express desperately, so much and coincidental that I could not hold myself against that stream of sorrow or simply expression flown over in these songs.
I need you still.