I want to run
To huddle in a corner
I try and fail
Your face comes
A crystal picture
I stop running
Life catches up
I wish to hide
Bury myself in a hole
I live in fear
Your face comes
A sharp image
I stop hiding
Time finds me
I look around
Trying to find a corner
Never seeing it
Your face comes
A perfect painting
I turn back
There you are
Your face comes
And I smile
Your face comes
And I feel
Your face comes
And I live
Your face comes
And I come back
