I'm not asking you to bring me down
A blue star
I only ask you that you fill
My space with light
I'm not asking you to sign for me
Ten grey papers to love (me)
I only ask that you love the
Pigeons 1 that I usually look at
From the past, I'm not going to deny it,
Someday day the future will come
And from the present
Who cares about everyone else?
If the thing is they're always going to talk
Carry on filling this minute
With reasons to breathe
Don't make me happy, don't say no
Don't talk just for the sake of it
I'm not asking you to bring me down
A blue star
I only ask you that you fill
My space with light
1. could also be translated as 'doves'