Lean your head onto my shoulder
I'm sorry, I'm not ready
for the words
because when they always picked
the ladies for dance
I was never selected
Lean your head onto my shoulder
let me tell you in silence
how sad it is that when behind the darkness
you think the you are redundant to the light
I feel that you're
also without peace
like a chased roe deer across
the deep snow
Hide away from the hunters
behind my shoulders
with both of your eyes shut tight
Lean your head onto my shoulder
let me tell you in silence
how sad it is that when behind the darkness
you think the you are redundant to the light