Someone has told me that loneliness hides behind your eyes
And that your blouse loves feelings, that you breathe
You have to understand, that I did not put your fears
Where are they kept
And I won't be able to take them from you
If by doing so you tear me apart
I don't want to dream the same things a thousand times
Nor contemplate them wisely
I want you to treat me gently
You behave I agree
With what it dictates to you, every moment
And this inconstancy is not something heroic
It is rather something sick
I don't want to dream the same things a thousand times
Neither contemplate them wisely
I want you to treat me gently
I don't want to dream the same things a thousand times
Nor contemplate them wisely
I want you to treat me gently
I want you to Treat me gently
I want you to treat me gently
Gently, gently, gently