Taste of Black
Need you to hold my hand
Need you to lead the way
I need you for everything I once could do by myself
And now I’m stuck in here
And now I try to listen to
All these sounds to figure out
What I got myself into
I cannot see you
Even though we are face-to-face
But I can hear you
Repeating every move you paced….
…before
You know this place inside out
It’s black and cold, and I’m not sure if Miss Fortune really favours the bold
And I hardly dare to do anything, if there would be at least a single flare
I am rooted to this spot
I need to realign myself
I can’t even just walk out
Without your help
And you know this place off by heart, but I barely got a clue
How this world looks with everything that lacks, I guess that’s the taste of black
It’s black and cold, and I’m not sure if Miss Fortune really favours the bold
And I hardly dare to do anything, if there would be at least a single flare
And you know this place off by heart, but I barely got a clue
How this world looks with everything that lacks, I guess that’s the taste of black
