Behind Closed Doors
just to get these thoughts in order
this is not an easy life
still my burdens are cast over
to a man which I call friend
"have your way in me!" I cry out
my soul screams: "have your way in me!"
tired of confusions
this power is so strong, I know
my feelings are quarreling with me again
but I know that I am right
love that grips me
love that holds me closer than a man can ever do
love that grips me
I whisper softly behind closed doors:
"...I love you."