Omdat ik de laatste dagen een gevoelens en gedichten bom lijk te hebben
Destiny passed by
You say you don’t want to fight this war.
It means you’re weak, you’ve given up.
Don’t feel sorry for yourself anymore.
You turned your back and called the stop.
If you’d give me the chance to come closer,
We could have a life beyond all dreams.
But I won’t give in and I won’t beg you
To let me show you what I’ve seen.
I cry. I can cry for hours straight.
But I won’t tell you, I’ll stay strong.
And never will I say I’ll wait.
I’ll just pretend I’ve carried on.
It means you’re weak, you’ve given up.
Don’t feel sorry for yourself anymore.
You turned your back and called the stop.
If you’d give me the chance to come closer,
We could have a life beyond all dreams.
But I won’t give in and I won’t beg you
To let me show you what I’ve seen.
I cry. I can cry for hours straight.
But I won’t tell you, I’ll stay strong.
And never will I say I’ll wait.
I’ll just pretend I’ve carried on.
We dwaalden en verdwaalden en noemden sterren naar onszelf.
