27 June 2010 @ 10:12 pm
it happens  
It happens that someone
knocks at my door
Then the whole house starts to shake
So that it gets really hard to stand up
And even worse to walk
I usually fall down
On the floor
And i stay there
Until that someone decides to leave
And the house calms down
And i look through the curtains
To see if he would regret
To see if he would try again

It is beyond my control
If i don't open up the door
It is beyond my control
If i don't answer your calls
I'm not to blame
It isn't my fault



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