Parachutes - Where Were You?
I’ll be watching you, living in my own world filled with pleasant events, and I’ll be silent. And we wont be talking. We’ll never get to know each other. Cause that’s probably the way it should be.
I can not read thoughts.
I can not see trough people. Not such as you. I think.
But I’m quite sure your plans don’t include getting to know some kind of little red-eyed, blushed and probably grey, howling man fan girl. But that’s ok! I like it in my world.
There the trees are talking.
I met You there.
A horrible attempt at translating my own scribbled notes.