Pictures never taken

Sometimes I wish I could forget every think, could forget what I’m fighting for.
So many Pictures in my head, so many memories – thinks I should forget, thinks I can’t forget.
Pictures I never took because I thought every think would be great, forever.
So many people tell me that I’m such a sad boy, such a sad guy – but how could you say this?
You can’t see what I have done, you can’t see what I had to do so in the end I’m just a lonely stranger out there.
I wish I could turn back and go again through some moments, just to see my grandma, or my mother, or my father one moment again.
Just to tell them all the thinks that I forget to say.

But sadly I’m to relastic to think this could be possible, so all the time my head stops my heart.
I’m lonely not more not less – only this. It destroys my life, slowly - like a poison it goes through all the big thinks in my life and makes them ill.
No I won’t give up, but I can feel the end.
Nothing more to say only – I will find you, just for the moment?
I don’t now but I will find you.