There ain’t a thing which makes me happy,
Ain’t a thing which makes me smile,
It’s just emotions I have made,
Sometimes last long,
Right after a short while.
I looked up to find a move,
To get over this hovering hoof,
But I don’t know….
Which way to go, which way to start,
Either keep going or to stop,
All I know…
I need a direction to there,
Having somebody by my side, to stand…
To feel what I feel,
To see what I see,
To have me there, when I am not,
To know I am alive,
Even in my absence,
And to hear the words of my silence.