Nightmare
Vilma Flood
You came like a storm from nowhere, I didn’t want to find you
But I did the time is not right I said, but you kept on blowing my mind
Sitting in my bed, you were sitting in my bed
You talk deeply about space, I sit quietly staring at your serious face
I talk deeply about earth you sit quietly thinking about what is worth
But now you don’t tell me your stories anymore
I try to forget but it’s hard to ignore
That I’m sad and bored just like before
You like black, white and clean but I’m full of colors in a dirty theme
We are to different, but we can talk days and nights like we were not
You talk deeply about space I sit quietly staring at your serious face
I talk deeply about earth you sit quietly thinking about what it’s worth
But now you don’t tell me your stories anymore
I try to forget but it’s hard to ignore
That I’m sad and bored just like before