timo

"where is the sense in these desperate dreams?"
Those who know me probably agrees that I am:
one of a kind.
a creative person.
funny, however can be stiff and serious.
quite reserved and withdrawn.
not as oblivious as people assume.
Be silent, be still
Don't make me chase you
I'll warn you, I will
Just to embrace you
I'll get my fill
So be silent, be still
Be hopeful, be brave
I only want you more
When you misbehave
I know I've said that before
It's your touch I crave
So be silent, be still
You, I adore
Must you ignore
It doesn't matter what you say anymore
This is our night
Why must we fight?
Don't close the door
Be careful, my dear
If you're not nice
I'll give you reason to fear
But I'll think twice
Don't pretend you don't hear
Just be silent, be still
You, I adore
Must you ignore
It doesn't matter what you say anymore
This is our night
Why must we fight?
Don't close the door
Now listen to me
I'd rather tie you up
Than let you go free
You must be kind, my dear
I think you'll agree
These are the words you've sung to me
So there's no hope you see
For still inside I will never be