Jag är här, jag är här, jag är här.
Snälla. Snälla du.
Are you really here. Or am I dreaming, I can't tell dreams from truth.
For it's been so long, since I have seen you.
I can hardly remember your face anymore.
When I get really lonely
and the distance cause it's own silence.
I think, of you smiling, with pride in your eyes
a lover that sighs:
"If you want me, satisfy me
if you want me, satisfy me..."
Are you really sure, that you'd believe me, when others say I lie.
I wonder if you could, ever despise me,
when you know I really try...
to be a better one, to satisfy you,
cause your everything to me.
And I'll do what you ask me,
if you let me be free.
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