your cries are my caress

i hold you while you confess

and it hurts the wilderness,

still i try to be by your side

and no one knows me

no one knows my pride 

no one knows the pain

no one knows and its

just all the same

there you go again 

its a ligthing game 

one i dont understand 

i always kept my hand,

there for you to hold

 and now the life in this has past on

holding

In this moment.