Sehe gerade das ich folgendes auch noch nicht gepostet habe. Hol ich hiermit nach:

Imprisoned self

I’m standing here in front of your door,
And wait for you to open up after I’ve rung the bell.
I’m thinking about how it was before
How you’ve rescued me from the cell
In which I’ve imprisoned myself
In faith that it’s the only possibility to avoid to suffer
I was such a duffer.
You’ve appeared like an elf
I didn’t even really realize
That you were nice.
I wanted to avoid any feelings, any friendship
I didn’t even want to hear a tip
They all wanted to help me
Also she
But I didn’t want to hear
I had the fear
That it could happen another time
But when she was mine
There was only one thing left I cared about
To prevent her to shout
And suddenly there was only one fear,
That I could see a single tear
Flowing from her eye.
I want her to laugh, to fly
to be happy on my side
so that I didn’t had to hide
my feelings anymore
which was sore.
I’ve just began to understand
How happy I am when I hold your hand
And when I’m around you
I hope you feel that too.
Maybe I just have to ask
Or it is my task
To find that out on my own
The wind of change has blown
When I met you the first time.
But now it’s fine.