The Nut

Pictures your'e taking, a photo of me on the grass.
The city, the forrest, a stone and leafs through the glass.

Darkness is luring, you kiss me goodbye once again.
You take one last picture, before you smile and go away.

I will never be able, to see those eyes.
To hear that laugh, to feel that warmth.
Knowing this was the last time to touch those hands,
to speak with love in my voice.

Letters are written, the words will never be read.
Longing for answer, I know that you'll never come back.

Walking through places, feeling your presence is still here.
Touching the trees in the forrest, where we lived through many years.

I will never be able, to see those eyes.
To hear that laugh, to feel that warmth.
Knowing this was the last time to touch those hands,
to speak with love in my voice.

Dreaming of photos, that's falling like rain from the sky.
Swim in the ocean of pictures,
I'm trying to hide (from loneliness)

There you stand at the surface, on the ocean you've made for me.
Giving me one smile, I've longing to see.
Please resque me from your ocean of pictures, but your smile fades away.

Now I'm drowning.