Dame

I get lost in endless paths
from here to there.
I get lost among bonfires
and the anguish of seeing you burns me.
Give me a little bit of you.
Hang up the phone, wait for me
and if there's no one at home
do it naked, wait for me.
Give me a little bit of you.
I get lost in endless paths
between this and that.
I get lost in what I don't have
and courage gives me absurd alternatives.
Give me a little bit of you.
Open your window and let the sun in
maybe I'll be the wind or a bird
desperate for a home.
Give me a little bit of you.