You almost know we suffer from the same desire
you now can understand

didn’t stop to think again you moved I ran an
open wound we must

conclude I know a man who only cries an old
desire (he is just a man)

this is for me and I know everyone knows this is
for you and I

know it really shows but noone talks nothing
looks noone fears only

fear and soon will too engage but in my eyes
it’s almost lost