Sand

Sand from hand to hand,
Pain from heart to heart,
But you dont feel it
You seems to me so far away with him
And you dont see howe much I care.

There is now way to run,
I only watch and watch,
cry and cry,
But you cant read my mind

My heart is broken,
My eyes with tears,
But you seems to me so free and without pain

Your voice kill me,
But for reasons are know,
I wont die every day again and again

I open the dors for my heart
again, again, again...

To stars I pray,
But question is one-- whay?
Whay, whay, whay.

Sand from hand to hand,
For you it is a silly game,
But for me it is death,
Again, again with every grain of sand.