Nameless
 
I can’t forget the day you came
and saw me sitting alone, crying
You walked to me and offered your hand and your heart
I thought you were someone who weren’t lying

I had no name that day
I was locked in a corner of my soul
You took the chance to exploit
to go on and play your rootless role

But I did not understand what I should
That your intentions were far from good
and I have ever since wanted to analyze
why I gave you my heart to pay me back with lies
Back with lies

and Now I am
Flying high, above your thoughtlessness
I am flying high, like a strange nameless bird
with no dependence in anyone
flying high

Your methods cannot be respected ,
not by me
You have no effect on me no more
not your words or the way you see..(things)

I had no name that night
I was trapped by your false intellect
You took your chance to show me
all you had to do was turn away- reject

But now I understand, I am far above you
and your primitive needs of me at your feet, so true
and I have always tried to analyze
why I gave you my name to pay me back with lies
Back with lies

But now I am
Flying high, above your hopelessness and needs
I am flying high, like a free, nameless bird
with no dependence whatsoever
Flying high...

1997 © Ingvild Gregersen

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