When not in control

When not in control

By Kean Riber

When not in control

When love passes you by

Still losing your soul

Wondering, thinking why

I’ve done nothing wrong

But this feeling hurts

The days seem so long

And still the devil flirts

Why am I so sad again?

The reason is quite clear

I don’t want a friend

I want you here, near

I am just a simple fool

Caught in your heart

Just a simple tool

My soul is torn apart

I can’t change my way

My red beating soul

I will let it play

When not in control

17th of November 2007