What if I just take and cancel it all?

Erase all these feelings, an old tape's recall.

To tell them "enough!" and no longer be

The one who falls down to this deep misery.

I'm tired of waiting for signals to show,

To tighten my softness, to never let go.

My cry for his love is a station, a sign,

Where he's just a man passing through on the line.

I'll take him and cross him right out of my view!

Let him search for my number, let him knock on my door.

I'll grind all my feelings to grey dusty dew,

And howl from the pain like a wolf on the moor.

But memory's a traitor, and here he's again,

A dream in the morning with summer's bouquet.

I opened my eyes — only darkness and pain,

My heart's beating fast in the light of the day.

It whispers so softly: "Don't break what is true,

You're woven of warmth and the dawn's early light."

I am not a judge to be punishing you.

I'm just simply love. Trapped deep in the night.

I'll take him and cross him right out of my view!

Let him search for my number, let him knock on my door.

I'll grind all my feelings to grey dusty ash,

And howl from the pain like a wolf on the moor.

Let this love not fade to a backup, a ghost,

Not snap with a click, not be torn into parts.

I'm also alive. I'm a spark at the most.

With new kind of power, with fire in hearts.