for my only

[l'amoureuse du calme]

Why stars look like so far…
And sometimes near…
Very near…
Why do I believe everything I hear?
Why do I become so weak?
When you call me dear!
When you tell me stay here…
When you say let’s have a break…
When you say sorry!
When you call me Mary…
When you tell me wait!
Then you ask me to harry…
When you tell me a story…
You don’t know what I love or expect…
But you know exactly what I hate!
You’re the criminal of the season!
When you insult me for any reason!
Don’t worry!
I’ll place you one day in my prison!