Susanne from Raw by Marek Dusil Blend

Through a fog of dreams,
I´m only allowed to see you,
Through a fog of dreams,
Now I see your face,
Through a fog of dream,
That is spun around my head,
So this is the place,
Where we can laugh together.

REF.:How tall you are I don´t know
Neither how your face has changed,
For me always four years old,
and golden hair down to Your waist.

A pile of pictures, that´s the only thing i keep,
another daddy now lays you to sleep, maybe,
and I miss the touch that woke me up in the morning,
please get up, I want to play with You.
REF.:
I don´t know why the one with whom I gave life to You,
is closing door between two of Us,
then behind these doors I can feebly hear Your voice,
as it is asking: „who was here“?

• Alternative
• acoustic rock
• blues
• jazzy
• pop
• singer-songwriter
• Prague