Me, I was nothng
and look how today
I'm the guardian
of her sleep at night,
I love her to death.
You can destroy
anything you like,
she just has to open
the space between her arms
to rebuild it all,
to rebuild it all.
I love her to death.
She's rubbed out the numbers
on the clocks in the district.
She has made my life
into orgami birds,
bursts of laughter,
she's build bridges
between us and heaven
and we cross them
each time she
doesn't want to sleep,
doesn't want to sleep.
I love her to death.
She must have fought all the battles
to be so strong today,
she must have fought all the battles
of life, and of love too.
She lives her milk-glass life
as well as she can.
She dances in the middle
of the forests she paints.
I love her to death.
She wears ribbons
that she allows to fly away.
She tells me often
that I'm wrong to try
to retain them,
to retin them.
I love her to death.
To get into her grotto
hidden beneath the roofs
I have to pin notes
to my wooden clogs.
I love her to death.
I have to just sit down,
I mustn't speak,
I mustn't want anything,
I must just try
to belong to her,
to belong to her.
I love her to death.
She must have fought all the battles
to be so strong today,
she must have fought all the battles
of life, and of love too.
Me, I was nothng
and look how today
I'm the guardian
of her sleep at night,
I love her to death.
You can destroy
anything you like,
she just has to open
the space between her arms
to rebuild it all,
to rebuild it all.
I love her to death.