Out of the blue
Out of the blue, you where there
you might gone away, I can't remember
I loved you once, maybe twice
and now I'm losing what is left inside.
Here you where once or maybe twice
here you have faded away and remained
here you lie restless and pointless
waiting until I relive again perhaps.
Master and slave they are just the words
to distinquish the diffrences we have
and sometimes it's diffrent and
sometimes you are the one for me.
But often you just linger and are there
around me there is silence and peace
and out of the blue there is a you some times
to give me back my humillaty.