Elvis ate America
All begins in a blue stream
And I'm driving aimless on an empty road
All I can see is a deep steam
Still this a long and winding road
I'm cold and I need a new home
New sheets and  a fireplace
I'm alone and I need to find a home
Somewhere to rest in peace
When the night is up
When the day is falling
When my dreams are gone
When I feel someone else breathing
If only I could build a bridge to you
If only I'd know where I'm heading to
I'd never be wrong again
I'd never have to face this all again
I'm not sorrowed I'm not blinded by pain
But I'm not sure if I can wash up this stain
I feel like I'm dreaming
I feel like I'm dying
I'm driving aimless on an empty road
I'm sailing endlessly on a forgotten boat
It's time for me to take my life in hands
But I'm not sure if I can
I just need someone to tell me where to go
To warm me up when winter is near
To tell me what I should know
To comfort me on a sudden fear
I'm like a newborn child
Facing the sheer face of love
And this body is mine
(c) Miss Zarashake
November 19th, 2001
For Guillaume Krin
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