My secret place

23.11.2004

In my secret place there would be
You and a few others
The ones I think I know
The ones who understand
The way I feel sometimes
When everything is not that right

In my secret place there would be
Musics that mean something
And cigarettes and martini
A permanent daybreak
To feel something like infinite
We don't need to sleep but to live

In my secret place there would be
A beach that never ends
And a deep blue sea
Light in our eyes
Light in the sky
And something like freedom

In my secret place there would be
Campfires and a guitare sound
And songs and your smile
Your hand in mine
Your sparkling eyes
Ans something like happiness

We need nothing in my secret place
But laughs and a condident silence

I would keep you in my secret place
And tell myself that I'm free