Here I am, you don't need to
grope or wave
Here I am, and concentrating on you
I know where you come (from)
And what kind of sense
Has many disappointment sinked in
I would tell your beauty
And if I would have permission
Would dry your tears
Would lift your head up
Touch you carefully
So long I waited for you
I waited for you before
You knew nothing about me
All the time I have known you
I knew also that
To west and east
You would grope before to me
I would tell your beauty
And if I would have permission
Would dry your tears
Would lift your head up
Touch you carefully
So long I waited for you
You know your speech
And can walk in them
Could you leave them?
When I don't want anything else from you
Than just close in my arms
Here would still be space for you