I never were a giant carved in stone
hands and eyes and bones, everything is live and bleeds,
in the darkness I am cold
I need daylight to survive and love,
and here I stand
in my bare skin I’m a mirror to the past,
will you take a look
to all it’s been and all I was…

I grew up on the desert’s shore
and holy water was all my sisters wore,
I kissed them all goodnight
all at once and one at a time
and wrote letters to my Gemini,
dear Stephan, will it ever pass this night?

All the faith I had is buried in my heart,
I met not one to swore by life
no living soul to ask me for a goal,
and the morning comes so fast
I still dream the day that was
long before I gave my love to all,
and yet I am
parts and dreams and hopes of all the ones I’ve kissed…