Mine For Life Paroles

At a man with a suitcase
As he shades his eyes
Watching from a stained glass shelter
He bides his time and thinks
There must be more to life than this

A life as a stranger
Hands through a wire
Forbidden desires
Are mine for life

The poet reads his words out loud
To a make-believe crowd
In the quiet of his room
Careful where the tears are falling
He closed the book and cried
There must be more to love than this

See the boy on the walkway
Where the young have their own say
A life as a stranger
Hands through a wire
Forbidden desires
Are mine for life