My Soul

I've laid with blindfold a couple of times
It never was my aim to get caught
You seemed to know it better than me
Too deep as my naked core

And I say, I'm sorry once again
I'm sorry for all the endeavor in vain
While you fill my soul with sweat
I can't take that image out of my head
I'm sorry, my friend, you must believe
So sorry for ask some peace and relief

At the same time you burn me out
You fill my skin with your cold weather
Oh no, don't call me coward or weak
When I just can make you feel better
And I'm just building castles on our unknown sensations
I'm praying that you'll like it when it's done