I saw a man
Writing God’s name
And filling pages over pages
With nothing but that
Replying my quest
He said that it helped him
Get closer to God
And far from the rest
I thought to myself
That I had done a million things
To get closer to you
Then why not give this also a try
I took a pen and paper
And started to write your name
Hoping that it worked
And that we got closer
Well…it did work
But in an opposite way
In stead of getting closer
We drifted away
Those sheets of paper
About fifteen or more
Bearing your name
For times nine-nine-zero-zero
Must be lying somewhere
Laughing at my tears
And enjoying my pain
Still my lashes get wet when I think
Finally out of all this
