2019.02.19.
The Small One
Versions: #2I was just quietly watching
The sleeping face of the Small One
A bit of a wrinkle above the eyebrows
Wake up if you're having a nightmare
Remember the summer day when
I, being afraid of water, was hanging back
Pushed from the back I could finally swim
It's just like yesterday
I can hear the voice
Pointing to the path I should go to
In the swiftly flowing wind
I am singing alone
The Small One, that's what I am
That's what I am and no mistake
In the mirror lies an uneasy feeling
It alone will be tomorrow that never gives in
And now that I am getting back
To my childhood by inches
Back when I was praised for singing love songs
Without knowing what they would mean
Look up to the sky
Being filled with my voice
In the swiftly flowing wind
It will bring you up on high
I can hear the voice
Pointing to the path I should go to
In the swiftly flowing wind
I am singing alone
I realized the important things were by my side all along
Look up to the sky
Being filled with my voice
In the swiftly flowing wind
It will bring you up on high
I can hear the voice
Pointing to the path I should go to
In the swiftly flowing wind
I am singing alone