in the land where i live there is no summer, no light,
and i am crying
wake me up little girl by your fingertips
so that life runs through my veins
when i was young i came here looking for you
but you were too blind to recognize my love
i am 10 years older now and still
looking AT you, baby, looking at YOU.
i am standing on the edge of a canyon
and on the other side unreachable you.
Copyright: B. Lampe, 1996