oh well, you´ve got me under your spell and i don´t think that i´m kidding around.
i don´t think i can forget you now. i once sat up on my roof and examined the planning of my town.
i saw the structured grid and pavement cutting through grass and i remembered the cold of winter running up the legs of my pants.
i picked the nicest lawn and imagined the two of us rolling around down along the ground.
i saw myself touch your face and i noticed jets begin to race above our heads.
but i pinched my arm and remembered how much you hate me.
i remembered the fact that i can´t see what you need and i´m too stupid to be aware of the beauty that you give this place and how shitty this town would seem without you in it.
when you aren´t around i let the shades fall down to shut out all the sun´s light and make myself feel all right.
what am i doing with my life?
remember that the only things we need sometimes are chilly nights and warmer thighs, ´cause there´s nothing like being held.