Bestfriends.
My head is twisted.
Turning me round and round.
By the years.
It's just time.
Feeling love, is not a crime.
It's not about how old i am.
Or how young she is.
It's about how we think,
live, feel, love, care,
do, what we do.
It isn't about what they think.
Am i right,
am i wrong?
For you to say,
where i belong.
I want to she beauty,
inside the beauty,
of life.
I wanna feel the goodniss,
inside the goodniss,
of life.
To see someone matching,
with the beauty,
of the univers.
Shining day and night.
By making her laugh.
I want to see places,
with her in my spaces.
Around and around,
till time stops running.
I want to creat something,
that thing,
what makes you happy,
and feel like,
to have everything,
you allways dreamed of.
But still she will she,
only time.
Everybody is only seeing,
years.
So at the end,
let we other people,
guide our live's,
instead we life are own live,
in beauty,
love,
trust,
luck.
I want to be,
a shadow,
a right hand,
or your prived men,
to call,
in times,
of negative waves,
they comes,
and goes around.
With you is differend.
I allways thought,
about how old,
or young,
somebody was.
But now i think,
it doesn't mather any more.
I only want to be next to you,
for the rest of my life.
I wanna stay close to you,
hold on you.
But what can i do.
I hate to see you,
cause of the pain inside,
of not having you,
you would be,
my only pride,
with every thing,
in it.
A part of the family,
i can be,
the man you allways wanted.
Just give me the change,
to have you by my side,
when i'm gonna see places,
or doing things,
life walking the beach,
or crossing the land.
Just as,
never to break.
Just let us be,
friends,
Very very very,
bestfriends.
-Stralende Pijl, vanuit de buurt van Venetiƫ-