something is broken
the mechanism holding back the tears
is taking a break

your name
your face
our memories
everything turns my face into salt waters

and i don't know why

i should be over you
i should have moved on by now
i don't even like you right now

but just thinking
of you
or thinking about
why my face is wet

and i just loose it
again

i don't know
where i am

i know where i'm supposed to be
i know what i'm supposed to do

i should be
in an airplane
having said goodbye to you in tears
going home but already
counting days until we meet

again

but i'm home already
took an early flight
there were no tears
at the airplane
there were tears
when i was alone

but there's no
date we will meet again

i don't know where you are
your roommate said you
moved along
but did you take me with you?

Is it a crime
to ****?

Is it a crime to ****
an idea?

Is it a crime to ****
an imaginary friend?

But i didn't **** you
He did

But he didn't **** you
you just ceased to exist

Is it a crime to **** your daughter before she is born?
Is it a crime to break her mother's heart?

Is it a crime
to change the future
and make it all
just a dream?

i tend to believe what i dream
while knowing it's irrational
when i'm awake again
i stare wide opened eyes into life
waiting for a sign that proves the stories of the night
right - or wrong
depending what i saw last night
i beg the world to make it true, or prove it all a lie

I need to know my love is real
you are not a simulation
not a frigment of imagination
you're just a boy that loves me
but i tend to not believe that

for 23 years i dreamed about you
i dreamed about a future where i would be together
with a dreamy guy that worships me
of course i don't believe this to be real

you know how many worlds my mind created while i was sleeping
there're several each night
and i am brilliant enough to make most of them wonderful
but never as wonderful as reality which you

and that's why i need you to tell me
to touch me - to kiss me
use every way possible to tell me you are real
because i know - i'm smart enough to have created you
and i don't want you to be
just another dream

Elke keer
dat mijn hart beweegt
voel ik jouw liefde
want mijn hart is niet leeg

Elke hartslag
kom jij dichterbij
vergeet de afstand
tussen ons
te zijn

En als ik adem
zie ik je heel even staan
lang genoeg
om te weten
dat je nog steeds bij mij bent

words

just empty
crazy words

are coming from your mouth
they're filling up the room

words

they're only stupid words

not telling anyone
how you really feel

i remember
the phonecalls
the screams on the other end of the line

the sirens
the doctors
the bad news
the hope

the phone
was ringing ringing ringing
no answer
why were you not there?

the doctor
trying to give me new hope
the machine breathing for my child

and after the nightmare
we went out
and ate pizza

oh, what a great pizza

some day i will teach you dutch
and i will tell you everything
that ever was important to me
in my own language

but not today

some day i will teach you how to ride a bicycle
i will take you to all my favorite places
and i hope that you will
enjoy the wind as much as i do

but not today

some day you will take me to your country
you will show me your culture
and i will taste
your mum's best coffee

but not today

We spend our times just dreaming
dreaming, but being apart
and all the great things
stay in the future

we can't do them today

some day i will take you to the kitchen
and teach you how
to make the best chocolatecake ever
Let's do it today!

say my name
no
say your name
your name sounds better
like music

say it slowly
i want to taste both syllables
i want to hear the word
'lov'

there are 24 hours in a day
no, that's not true
not since i know you

there are some hours in which i sleep
but while awake
there's only one hour
that counts as real

'cause i'm always waiting
from the moment i wake up
until the moment, it's almost time to sleep again
this hour finally appears

and in this hour
i'm begging time to stop
i want to stretch this one hour
until my whole life fits

but it's only 60 lousy minutes
60 wonderful, extacing minutes
and they're going really really fast

And when they're past
i'm left here, waiting
waiting for another day
which has the same short combined moments of time
in which my love
is finally online