My imagination leads me to string these words
In order to get to the 'missed one'
I'm just a pen
While God is actually that hand
I don't have anything
I just live alone
So, I feel I don't care if I live or die
I'm just moved by that hand
So, if you need love
know that I am your servant
Take it as much as you want, as you like, as long as you can, as long as you can
Because it really isn't mine
9 agustus 2019