Dime

Two burdens on this dime.
It's temporary this way
Who's shut - wide open less?
Who won't forget who cares best?
We're all wearier this time

I'd be ready for the pavement
When it comes my way

Cold fever in my room
To make indifference of these walls
Offer me - alone these days
Enough to need it this way
Down my innocence this time

My days have gone
Ended by my own naiveness
Oh I'd believe, if you'd understand
Let dark break the day
With my eyes covered I'd see further anyway
Oh I'd believe, if you'd understand