If I should decide for you,
with all the violence,
that stands between.
You hold your youth.
Like the knives you are hiding.
If I should choose its right,
like the colours of the walls.
You hide your gold in.
I should choose,
where to sleep tonight.
If I can decide what’s true.
The grass is green,
behind my home.
I will wait for you.
At least your not alone.
