Golden Leaves (With Noemi Smorra)
It keeps on raining on the streets
Then the mud just sticks all over me
Like the fog upon the city lights beneath
Shining on the golden leaves
Covering the paths on foot, I’m shaking
‘Cause everything just fades forsaking
Babe, you haven’t called me lately
And I haven’t felt you near me
I have to force myself to re-begin to paint my days with rainbows
You’re a part of my own world dear there’s no need to dream you, clearly
Persevering light through darkness
As the wind blows on my face, I’m frozen
My bare arms caress the spaces still unknown
Promising new inspiration
Hiding within my own provoking alibis
But they only tend to disappear again
Babe ! You haven’t called me lately
And I haven’t felt you breathing
I have to force myself to re-begin to paint my days with rainbows
You are part of my own world dear there’s no need to dream you, hear me
But I’ve only seen you rarely
And you’ve only touched me barely
I can only sleep straight through the nights or set them all on fire
You are part of my own world dear there’s no need to dream you, really