International Moskito

i used to ask you questions
but you never answer when
i lived all my love for you
i need someone!
i find myself in you & me
your smile is so bright
we lived finest leasure time
and i feel like an international moskito
flagging high
somehow far from alive
now i am dead
"and we lie down
and play the songs
of other people's love
until we disappear..."
action to spend...
i spent tons of tons of life for you
you gentle lady of my life
i read i write i fight for you
weather... don't care but finally i found traces
of archeology and bitterness...
time with you fading away
you occured to me with the black flag!
"and we lie down
and play the songs
of other people's love
until we disappear..."
the answer to my question is: this is the law of life
and you suck courage I suck memories you gentle lady of my life
i feel like an international moskito