That was long ago
oh, so long

I´ve found a har with his name
with his oh, so beautiful face
but I don´t know him
he scares me so
I love him so
I don´t know how to love him
Does he love me too, now?
Does he care for me?

If I think of him as he is,now
so perfect, majestic and full of power
yet so bitchy, vain and and full of himself
I despair: Where is my Pell?

But when I think of him smiling at me
embracing me with his strong arms
gently kissing me
I feel I can hope
to find him again.