It was late - last night...
I followed you - home like a spy
You couldn't see me…
I was dressed - like a fly - like a fly
You let yourself in,
quietly lit a candle
In the shadow, Opened your safe,
Pulling on its handle
Falling to your knees…
heartbroken on the ground
Eyes filled with tears…
Your soul echoed a sad sad sound
Such sorrow I saw
In your spirit just then
I began to cry, too
Remembering when
You closed your safe,
Wiped your sad eyes
Got in bed with your wife,
Quietly hiding your sighs
Falling to your knees…
heartbroken on the ground
Eyes filled with tears…
Your soul echoed a sad sad sound
But I needed to know
What had hurt you so bad
What was locked there inside
That had made you so sad?
So I broke open your safe...
Only to see
One single item…
An old picture of me.
Falling to your knees…
heartbroken on the ground
Eyes filled with tears…
Your soul echoed a sad sad sound
Your soul echoed a sad sad sound
© Gina Giambone & Giorgio Caserini