Wednesday, June 18, 2003

blue monday

How does it feel to treat me like you do?
When you've laid your hands upon me and told me who you are.
I thought I was mistaken, I thought I heard your words.

Tell me how do I feel?
Tell me now, how do I feel?

Those who came before me lived through their vocations
from the past until completion, they'll turn away no more.
And still I find it so hard to say what I need to say.

But I'm quite sure that you'll tell me
just how I should feel today.

I see a ship in the harbor. I can and shall obey.
But if it wasn't for your misfortune, I'd be a heavenly person today.
And I thought I was mistaken, and I thought I heard you speak

Tell me, how do I feel?
Tell me now, how should I feel?

Now I stand here waiting... I thought I told you to leave me
when I walked down to the beach.

Tell me how does it feel,
when your heart grows cold, grows cold?

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