We look up, silently Without quite music My face four days old You look newborn There´s fear in your frown, like mine
No distance away Noticing your hand Half round my head And on my face Protecting me, protecting me Afraid of your frown, don´t change For me expressions A button undone The earth that´s on my back And in my hair Portraying me, portraying me You´re so clean, untouched Like me experience possessed She breathes so tence Flexes her hand Don´t relax Projecting me, projecting me