I meet a new day
After a sleepless night.
You’re not with me and I stay
Like empty quote, that’s alright.
I enter in my grimy room,
And all what’s outside
Lost between epochs,
l switch off the light...
I painted your face on the paper,
I wrote you poetry on its back,
In the silence I was the last weeper,
But your glance in my eyes stayed bleak.
I listened to jazz and soul
And walked around small streets
The whole time alone.
I waited for a sweet kiss,
But dreams were only my tale own.
I thought you missed me,
But it was my eery wrong...
I painted your face on paper,
I wrote you poetry on its back,
In the silence I was the last weeper,
But your glance in my eyes stayed bleak.