Did you feel my love?
Did you feel it rain?
Did I touch your soul or was it all in vain?
Be careful of your ego my friend
I feel it’s your worse disease.
And be careful of that solitude
you so desperately need.
Oh my love the time we spent
flying and flying everywhere we went.
I was like a butterfly who had just found wings.
Caught in the middle and half way in-between.
It’s a desperate place to be.
Seems like you’re spinning in circles out of control.
Did you feel my love?
Did you feel it rain?
Did I touch your soul or was it all in vain?
Be careful of your ego my friend
I feel it’s your worst disease.
And be careful of that solitude
you so desperately need.
So when the laughter has finally disappeared
and you’re just a simple man standing here
I ask you who are you going to be?
When the dream has finally faded away
and you’re just another man on another day
I ask you who are you going to be?