Blue Jean Baby, stop looking so sad.
I’ve seen the future, it ain’t looking that bad.
The trees were higher, you were still there.
I’m not supposed to tell you anything about it.

You say that all is over now.
But I’ve seen it, you’ll get through somehow.
You must find the way.
Because I’ve seen it, you’ll get through someday.

Blue Jean Baby, what have you done.
You lost all faith in everyone.
But Blue Jean Baby, it can’t be all bad.
Finish this chapter, write another story now.

You say that all is over now.
But I’ve seen it, you’ll get through somehow.
You must find the way.
Because I’ve seen it, you’ll get through someday.

I’m juggling with 3 hearts in my hands
2 will fall and I guess 1 will stand
No one knows how long I can pretend
No one knows if this game ever ends

My heart bounces again
Damages in sight

Will I ever bend?
I wonder if I might

I’ll have to set my 3 hearts on fire
This is a dizzy trick in a weird fair
And around me curious people gather
They drool when hearts do burn in the air

My heart dances again
Damages in sight

Will I ever bend?
I wonder if I might

Pink, soft, tender, sweet,
Grace, clean, supple, weak,
Tears, fragile, realist, passive, small,
Poor level, level,
Listening, feeling, sensitive,
Intuition, pearles, milk,
Justice, nurse, mother, below and
Mind clear, stupid stupid

Favour, smooth, wash, left,
Child, and pressing bitch
Caress slow, easly level
Home, house, lisptick lipstick

Dream, sexy, awkward, bungle,
Foolish, sewing, knitting, pretty,
Broom, mindless, kitchen, child,
Empty light, lower lower

Slim, clean, nail, plait,
Ass, mouth, breast, bottom

Here is this time of loneliness
In a corner bar
And some side glance
With the unknown,
Every day,
Every day in this corner bar
But every day is a new dawn
And suddendly,
A sweet doubt,
One time for the sweet doubt

No sounds,
No background noise,
Just silence
And
the shadow of the plants
No presence,
No background noise,
No one,
Nobody,

Every day in this corner bar
Every day,
At the same time
The reflection of the sun,
On the tiled floor,
Across the shutter
And then,
The time for the sweet doubt,
No form, no color,
And without subject,
A cloudy spell in my mind

No sounds,
No background noise,
Just silence
And
the shadow of the plants
No presence,
No background noise,
No one,
Nobody