Publicerat 26.06.2001
Kategori: Dikter

Causin’ Problems

You can feel
when the engine stop
And you know it’s time to ponder
It’s a case
for the love-lands cop
He wants to help you
just conclude wonder

It’s nothin’ you can black
I’ve shared my wish with you
We booth just know
I want you back
So where did your selection went to…?

Maybe when we dance
we’re dancing to fast
Makin’ up things to involve
Maybe we are causin’
more problems, at last
more than we constantly solve