Going around

There’s a soft melody in my head:
Singing about my curse.
That feeling has me driven mad,
And it’s just getting worse.
I can’t stand it for too long
When I am unbound:
At the tower of love I go
Just around and around...

Before me lights are going on,
Behind me they are going out.
Between them fading pictures of
Whom I can’t live without
The image of her gleaming eyes,
Company of my bouncing lies.
My face just grins, but my heart cries,
For I’m a man of short goodbyes...

There’s a disturbing noise in my brain,
It’s saying I’m a fool,
’cause only suffering and pain
Are fueling my soul.
I have been deceived by a lie:
That love is meant to fail.
So I am just the poor fall guy
Of a creepy evening tale.

Before me lights are turning on,
And I feel I became crazy.
My life is a holy icon,
With my face where the Lord should be.
Oh, I have been nailed on your heart:
You are my cross, my beloved,
This Passion of me is so hard,
I want to ascend up the light..