I am your field of
vision
You are my right
decision
The mirror of my
fears
The revelation of
the year
I’m the syntax of your
book
I’m the spark in
your look
You’re the tune
and I’m the song
Please don’t get
me wrong
I’m not you
We’re talking
about osmosis
In our bed of
roses
You’re the wit and
I’m the sigh
I’m the border
you’re passing by
I’m the door
you’re knocking at
I’m the shadow of
your cat
I am dream and you
are fate
But let us get
this straight :
I’m not you
I am your creation
You are my
salvation
I’m the butter on
your bread
You’re the needle
in my head
I am leisure you
are duty
I’m desire you are
beauty
You’re the devil
and I am hell
But understand me
well
I’m not you
You put a spell on
me
Each time you
spell my name
Baby, we are
different
Because we’re not
the same
You’re the pillow
in my bed
And the sword
above my head
You’re my catcher
in the rye
and the apple of my eye
But I’m not you…