What's going on? I'm coming home...
And I want nothing anymore.
I drink my beer, I'm staying here.
I can't get out like before.
What's going on? I stay alone.
My thoughts of you break out my mind.
No shame, no pain... I dream again.
So, how am I? I'm always fine.
I have to know you, I almost love you.
I don't want anything to change.
Being in silence, staying in my space,
I keep my faith on... equal range.
What do I hope for? What do I look for?
I need you and I can't resist
manic attention to your dimension...
Thank God! You're real, you exist.
I was so happy, you really helped me,
Helped me a lot and still you do.
It seems so clear, you can be near
to my “look at” and “listen to”...
I love your speaking, I love your picking.
Without your smile I almost die.
You are delicious, all my wishes...
To get and feel your body line.
You do support me, you really hold me.
Sometimes I feel, you're kind too much...
I dream and kiss you, I always miss you,
I wish so hard to be in touch.
Sometimes you like me. If not, you strike me.
I'm still in love, I don't know why.
I know, you're busy, thanks to “Thin Lizzy”
You chose your way. It holds you tight.
Thanks for your music! My love, I loose it!
I'm broken down and need your help.
My love, I need you, to see, to feel you...
I have to play or go to hell...