Icy Flame

I am feeling a bit tired now, darlng.
We are always in a hurry in our journey from the birth to the beath.
We are living in this forget of concrete bulidings, wandering in this desert of souls.
I cry in silence and speak into the air hoping someone might hear my heart calling.
May I put my head on your shower for a while?
I don't need any sweet talks. i don't need any flowers. I don't need any shinning diamond.

Let me put my head on your shower and rest for a while.
Falling in sound sleep like this, with smiles on my face while seeing you in my dream.


I am missing you tonight, Mark.