and if you should have it
if the power was in your reach
if selfishness could speak
you would want to leave me in one peice
while the other million have disapeared
left with so little of myself

you would have destroyed me
if it was in you power
if it was in your reach

I smiled to you
and you smiled back to me

the parted lips that hurt the heart
of so many before us
hunderds and hundreds of years before us

you would have fed me to the desert
if it was up to you

you would have sent me to the sun
you would have let me melt
oh there was so many things you would do to me
if it were up to you

you would have put me in yours hands
and crush the glass that I have given you
with me inside your fingerprints

if it was up to you
if it was in your reach

you would have me sit spiritually
on top of your eyelids as I cry
every morning
and every night
your personal sad porcelain doll
expressing herself to you
in one way

pain.


and if it were up to me
I would have loved you very deeply