The lovers today Move just like machines And the mood they produce Is cold as can be
For I look at you And you look at me And the distance we fear Is all that we see
'Cause I should be you, to love you And you should be me, to love me
But still, I need to love, Need to breed, Need to force me in your house, I need the warmth, Need the roof, I need the cover of your house, Need a room, need a bed, Need to grow inside your house, I need the stone, need the need, Need the building of Your house... Where your plot delivers me
In the house Where your heart can ease the pain In the house with it's ceilings made of flesh In that house Breaking up, Breaking up is not for me
Still the steps that we take Are quiet as glass And the moves that we make Are colder than stone
For you are the way But I'm still the goal And when you want your share We just change our role.. 'Cause I......
Inspired by a poem of Lucebert Groningen - NL 1985
