Where the streets have no name

The world is a vampire

And my whole burns into a fire

Do you know where you've sent me

There's still a silence and I wonder how to sleep

I could say there'd be nobody else but you

But do you really want me to ?

And the sun will draw its curtains

I'm looking at you, trying my best to understand

Should I turn the tables

To make you see I've never been unstable

I know you tried to hang myself

Do you still stand to hear my footsteps

Life is a cold wind blowing

And before I die I'll still be here with a feeling of end

Am I lucky to have found you

And how long will I wait for you

Is there good things left for us to come

Please let me gain my freedom

And when will you start to get away

The desert of my heart is full of empty flowers

Would it bother you if I cry all afternoon

Maybe if I could change myself I would

As I carved your name in my breathless heart

My heart fell like tears on my pillow

Should I be as lucky as they want me to be

And all I really want is to have a little time

And I cry under our willow tree

How can I escape from this prison

I can't no more hold on to you

And I can see through my glass of wine

The boat of ourselves drowned by time

© Miss Zarashake

March 14th, 2000

For Guillaume Krin