Uncertain Songtext
von Sam Bambery

Your ease is my laziness
My flowers wilted
I′m dangling there too
Above you
And so I retreat
Hide away
Thou have no one
To touch on but me

Shadows in the doorway
Won't bother me
We won′t need to talk
Anyway


Are the flowers still wilted?
Can the word be changed?
Your bouquet is a bandage
And it's come too late

Am I stuck again?
I could make Atlas shrug
Under my weight
Too late to save you from the rain
Be like the flax, dear
Bend with me

Are the flowers still wilted?
Can the word be changed?
Your bouquet is a bandage
And it's come too late