Alone with demons raging in my head.
Could you be here to listen to my song or -
I would prefer - to sing to me instead.
Could you be here to turn my words to passion
Or make me silent. It's about a year
That I was looking for a door to smash in.
The door is open now. I'm drawing near...
But still my doubts persuade me to delay,
The demons keep on raging in my brain.
I wonder on the threshold if I may
Be able to step in and out again.
30.05.08 Michael Star Feive