Sal Two

You wonder why I pray, when winter leaves, run to catch the train, make your bath with foam, giving is the need, our loving isn't done, I can't hold your face, forget the disease, catch horizons on my way, in the wind and stones, help me find my feet, assist our journey home, guide us through the forays, make sudden troubles ease, sometimes it isn't funny, each part of my bones, becomes amazingly free, now we're alone, d'you remember those days, our trips to the sea, the scrimped for holidays, our dance of Thebes?