" If my Heart ... "

If my heart was just a stone, filled with hate,
coming out of it like a prayer for you to shine more and more,
again and again...
like the sun, like the stars; like a peace of my heart,
my heart for you. . . just for you,
only you...

Everything just keeps on falling down;
Like a bad dream that sometimes comes around.

So try, if you can, to take my heart
filled with hate as a gift,
for all those words that came out of your mouth,
like a snake, just like hell, or like death...
oh yeah, death...

Just like death of our love in this dream,
in this beautiful dream that goes on,
on and on...