Another Way

A few steps through this town
makes filthier your boots
and froze your nose to ice

and I have strange feeling
that you are twelve years old
and I am really old man

and walls are hiding
everything shouldn´t be seen
and somehow it doesn´t matter

and I have strange feeling
that we shouldn´t sleep alone
and we shouldn´t sleep together

Ref.: We are fragile,
lost somewhere in between
We are fragile,
and I don´t know, what it
means...

Your smile bewitched me
and it seems like you meen it
why I am not so surprised?

Red sign fragile
handle with care
written over your face

But the empty space in my bed
is not waiting for you

Strange love, more than friends