Hendrik Sollich

Inkstains on my fingers

(this is actually a song, wanna here it? write me an email) 
There are inkstains on my fingers
There's a teardrop in my eye
And the song that I'm just singing
Is meant to say - I tried

I tried to catch you eyes
I tried to let you know
I tried to prove my love to you
yet I tried to keep it secrete even though

It eats me up
That you just can not see
I'm not writing these poemes and these goddamn songs for me
It's all about you
Cuz you're in my heart
And if you can't see the meaning I go right back to the start

There are inkstains on my fingers
There's a teardrop on my cheek
And the song here that I'm singing
in meant to say - that I am incomplete

I rand out of my jokes
I'm not as foolish anymore
My concentration - eeerrrrr

It eats me up
That you just can not see
I'm not writing these poemes and these goddamn songs for me
It's all about you
Cuz you're in my heart
And if you can't see the meaning I go right back to the start

And my fortune cookie told me
I'm gonna be a happy man
But when I asked for explanation
It laked the arguments

I tried to catch your eyes
I tried to make you understand
But though I already told you
You'll probably never hold my hand

It eats me up
I guess you'll never see
There is no other source of inspiration to me
This song is for you
Cuz I am you man
Until you find the meaning I'll go back to where I began

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 12/13/2006.

 

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