I have a house without the keys,
I have a sun, yet it hides behind clouds,
I have a head without shoulders to rest on
But I see that the sun tries to peek through the clouds.
I have words without letters,
I have a forest without axes,
I have time but am impatient
And even in the night, I'm without dreams
But there are the purest of pure days,
The purest mountains and the purest ice.
I just need a couple of words
And a place to move on.
I have a river but no bridge to cross
I have mice but no cat 1
I have a sail but there is no wind
And I have every color without a canvas
I have a faucet but no water
I have scars but no bandages
I have brothers but no family
And I have hands, but there is nothing in them
But there are the purest of pure days,
The purest mountains and the purest ice.
I just need a couple of words
And a place to move on. (x2)
1. That is sick