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You were like the violin I used to play

To play my own songs I wrote in those days

I let you be next to me

As long as you were thinking like me

As long as you were tinking, feeling like me

But the viloin began to play its own annoying sounds

They lost their melodies

Until it sounded like a (lovely) symphony

I thought that I've lost you but all I've ever lost it's the

Illusion I've ever owned you

I just wanted to help you but I was interfering in your life,

I was destroying your life

How can I stand by your side without hurting you again and again

I just want to help you

And I want you to help me

Why is it so hard not to hurt anyone and especially you my friend

What a paradise we could make if we would tell you sorry in your face

But we fall every day

What a paradise we could make if I would tell you I'm sorry in your face

You were just the little instrument I used to play every day

I thought that the things I did, were right for you like were for me I fault.