You’re knocking on my door.
You’re pulling me close.
It is the feeling I fear.
It is the dream I desire.
How many times am I in despair?
That I think it is so unfair.
The happiness you bring is full.
But how soon will my hope return?
how fast will my wishes come true?
I’m trained to hide
in your arms or under the sky.
I forgot how to be protected
because no one showed me security.
How can I tell?
What should I say?
Days always give me business.
Nights always bring me loneliness.

Light a spark, perhaps, in my heart
Burn out the old candle
And start a new one.