let me ride your tear
over the chin to africa
again in the lap of the lioness
where I once was at home
between your long legs
i search for last year's snow
but there is no more snow there
let me ride your tear
over clouds without happiness
the big bird pushes his head
gently back into his hideout
between your long legs
i search for last year's sand
but there is no more sand there
longing hides
like an insect
while asleep you don't notice
that it stings you
i'll never be happy anywhere
the finger slips to Mexico
but it sinks in the ocean
longing is so cruel
