While I Was Writing

I’m not a poet – i just hear a million phrases in my head
I spin around while people lie so peacefully in their beds

Then in the candlelight i play the piano and i hear my name
I’m coming home – it’s something like a wonder that i can’t explain

Do you expect a miracle? you’re waiting
While i’m craving for my gentle dream again
You were never there while i was writing
Will you protect the spirit in the end?

It all felt so right ‘till i had to battle pain
Still i need it – sounds and verses that won’t fade away

I could never sacrifice my tears to win a senseless fight
I wouldn’t know of beauty if i hadn’t ever dared to cry

I slip into my shadow to become someone who writes a song
I’ve got no science so i need the heart to be myself and strong

Do you expect a miracle? you’re waiting
While i’m craving for my gentle dream again
You were never there while i was writing
Will you protect the spirit in the end?

It all felt so right ‘till i had to battle pain
Still i need it – sounds and verses that won’t fade away

Do you expect a miracle? you’re waiting
While i’m craving for my gentle dream again
You were never there while i was writing
Will you protect the spirit in the end?

It all felt so right ‘till i had to battle pain
Still i need it – sounds and verses that won’t fade away