I´m at a loss for words
I never am
But they fade in front of me
Like they have been written in the sand
You say you´ll write
You say you´ll call
You say everything
And then nothing at all
I´m at a loss for words
Yet I know them my heart
This pen and this paper
Are light years apart
You know I am tired
My hand is aching
I feel each letter
But the pen just keeps breaking
The words used to come alive
Now they are gasping for breath
Sooner or later
There won't be any left
8. Februar 2018
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 6:22 PM UTC
I´m at a loss for words
I never am
But they fade in front of me
Like they have been written in the sand
You say you´ll write
You say you´ll call
You say everything
And then nothing at all
I´m at a loss for words
Yet I know them my heart
This pen and this paper
Are light years apart
You know I am tired
My hand is aching
I feel each letter
But the pen just keeps breaking
The words used to come alive
Now they are gasping for breath
Sooner or later
There won't be any left
8. Februar 2018
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