Leszek Żukowski

From time to time I'd rather be alone
And dance awkwardly on the evil's edge
And rather fall and roll to bottom's depth
I'd rather have it all to tenderness of strangers' hands
Believing in the unbelievable force
Can light the darkness if I feel the need
Can touch you sometimes for a while or two
But understand when I have simple need to just be me

You must have known the greatest of all fears
That in a while your time will disappear
Into the background you helplessly fell
And waiting make the bitterness growing in us like hell
Gigantic scratch makes us to whisper dumb
So hard to find a way in dream's warm arms
The words just melt into a hideous track
When sensitiveness is a ticket without a way back

They have lied and hoped
I'd stop to want
And believe in lies they just have told
I must find a cure for fear and pain
Where's the man who from his own free will can show me the way?
Who will show me the way?

From time to time I'd rather be alone
And dance awkwardly on the evil's edge
And rather fall and roll to bottom's depth
I'd rather have it all to tenderness of strangers' hands
Believing in the unbelievable force
Can light the darkness if I feel the need
Can touch you sometimes for a while or two
But understand when I have simple need to just be me

You must have known the greatest of all fears
That in a while your time will disappear
Into the background you helplessly fell
And waiting make the bitterness growing in us like hell
Gigantic scratch makes us to whisper dumb
So hard to find a way in dream's warm arms
The words just melt into a hideous track
When sensitiveness is a ticket without a way back

A mercy for nothing left...

They have lied and hoped
I'd stop to want
And believe in lies they just have told
I must find a cure for fear and pain
Where's the man who...

A mercy for nothing left...

back to
'Pierwsze Wyjście Z Mroku'