Someone has told me that loneliness hides behind your eyes
And that your blouse adores feelings that you breathe
You have to understand that I didn't put your fears
And that I won't be able to take them away from you
If by doing that you tear me apart
I don't want to dream a thousand times the same things
Nor contemplate them wisely
I want you to treat me softly
To what each moment dictates to you
And this inconsistency isn't something heroic
It's rather something sick
I don't want to dream a thousand times the same things
Nor contemplate them wisely
I want you to treat me softly
I don't want to dream a thousand times the same things
Nor contemplate them wisely
I want you to treat me softly
I want you to treat me softly
I want you to treat me softly