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Can’t Stop

Daniel Eriksson — Wed, 02 Mar 2011 01:09:15 +0000

I'm sitting here, shaking from the cold
The cold that comes with the tiredness,
But I can not leave it - I can not leave the thoughts in peace
I can not stop to wonder - what would be

What would be of everything, if I just got the chance
The chance to show that it was for real
Not some fake try, just to get closer.
But a real try, for something good.

I can not stop to wonder - if she thought the same.
I can not stop to wonder - if it was her choice or not.
I can not stop to wonder - how could that person think like that?
I can't stop...

Feeling – Fair

Daniel Eriksson — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 19:20:04 +0000

I have a feeling
A feeling that I want
I want something
Something extra sweet, extra nice
But I can't, I can't
It would be wrong.

I don't want something, for more then fun
Fun and company, it may be
That it would work, but it still
Dont feel fair.

Illusion (English Translation)

Daniel Eriksson — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 00:34:51 +0000

I move slowly closer to you
Closer to the girl
Sneaking slowly to not scare
Begin to crawl, coming closer

I'm right here next to you
Standing up, reaching for your hand
But the hand is gone, all of you
Is gone -- gone
An illusion, like so much
A beloved illusion

Clown (English Translation)

Daniel Eriksson — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 00:34:51 +0000

Everyone plays clown sometimes
Take on big shoes,
Take on a mask
A mask, as white
- So pure and white

Go out and to play,
Just happy thoughts
No problems there,
not then --
not when you're a clown.

Behind the white,
the pure white.
The dark is hiding,
As no one can see.
All play clown sometimes.

Relax (Slappna Av – English Translation)

Daniel Eriksson — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 00:34:18 +0000

Relax
A cup of Tea
Music
Close your eyes
Breathe
Think - not at all

Let the light take you
On something beautiful
Unexplainable

Let the light come close to you
The light that carries you
Don't think - just relax

I wish

Daniel Eriksson — Mon, 27 Feb 2006 00:40:13 +0000

I wish you could touch my hair
Move your hand in my hair
Pull your fingers threw it.

I wish you could hear my breath
Lay on my chest,
hear my deep breathing,

I wish you could hug me
Put your arms around me
Squish them hard around me

I wish you where here
So you could hear me talk
Instead of reading this.

Love?

Daniel Eriksson — Wed, 08 Feb 2006 05:49:33 +0000

What is love?
How do I know if I'm in love
Love, a mistery, an unsolved one
A mistery that don't have anwsers
Anwsers that I want
Do you have the anwsers?
Could you say what love is?

Is love something in the stomeck
Or is it just something strange and wonderful
The most wonderful thing in the world
Something I want
Something evryone need

Pretty Girl

Daniel Eriksson — Wed, 08 Feb 2006 05:49:21 +0000

I don't like myself
Niether my thoughts, not now
The thoughts that are bad
The thoughts that make me sad
Sadder then ever;
Don't now why I'm thinking
Could it be because of the pretty girl, that lisstens
The girl who care
Pretty girl: Thank you

Cold Skin

Daniel Eriksson — Wed, 08 Feb 2006 05:49:05 +0000

The cold skin is making me small
Smaller then an ant
Smaller then evreything
Evreything without a meaning
No meaning with life
A useless life, A boring life
All because off the cold skin
Th skin that makes me shrink

Circles

Daniel Eriksson — Wed, 08 Feb 2006 05:48:46 +0000

I'm walking in circles, thinking of one thing...
Does she like me or not?
I think I'll know the answer -
But I want to hear it -
Hear the words from her mouth.
If she doesn't like me, she could say so.