Don't do it
Don't look at me like that, you know,
it's just my doormate face.
Keep on walking up and down, but
don't you dare come close again.
You hurt me once, the cut is deep.
You hurt me twice, it's not forgotten.
You broke my hope, and all what's left,
empty words, empty faces,
Don't you talk with me like that, you know,
it's just my weekend mood.
You had your fun, I had the blame.
And once again, it's all the same,
I heard this words before, you know,
it were your lips, your lies.
I had the time to recognise.
My proud, my trust, is that the price?
Won't pay it twice. Won't pay it twice!
Little Poem closed his eyes,
then saw a girl and didn't think twice.
He thought: "Oh girl, you should be mine
and all the world would just be fine."
Hey, Little Poem, wrong way round!
For you must know, the girl you found
She can't belong to you, no sir!
For all Little Poems belong to her.
May I close your eyes?
May I kiss you good-night?
May I hold you tight
till the morning light?
I will guard you
from all your fears,
all your tears...