The Small Of Her Back

i risk my intention;
maybe we can be friends.
i play the game: your attention,
forever seems to far away here.
and i believe that you are more than everything,
and i believe that all is fine,
and i will help you to be free,
'cause you are always in my head.
no need to ask for anything.
my hope is gone;
i gave it all away,
for just one moment with your smile.
but what we're doing is anything but desperate,
i don't see how i can win.
and i will always know your pain,
these cold hands are all i have.
and the rain will give you strength,
when you're here under my wing.
and i know that it's too late to tell you what you mean to me,
all that's left are memories...
and a picture of your face.