It took me lot of time
But now I clearly see.
You see that nothing’s more
Unbearable than freedom,
Once you’ve got it.
I wanna say "yes",
Wanna say "yes" to life.
People can’t invent
Their lovers and their friends,
It‘s life which gives these
And also takes them away,
Sometimes.
I succed very well
By not looking at the world around,
By not looking at myself,
Goin‘ on moving constantly.
You have to let it go
In order to hold on.
There is a place
Where the fear must go
And the choice
And the loss as well.
The leftover love,
The love that spills
Out of a cup too full.
I understand how poems
Are made leftover love!.