Between
 

Between the lines in a letter
I can read the truth
Between the stripes on the road
I can feel the heath
Between the breasts in your shirt
I can see your soul

My friends are drowning in the drug-scene
and they cannot stop the hold-up
At your side I feel love
‘course there’s fear to speak

The world is surfing on Internet
but I cannot swim the ocean
For you Blue I will stop
‘course there’s hope to win

Between the lines in a letter
I can read the truth
Between the stripes on the road
I can feel the heath
Between the breasts in your shirt
I can see your soul

The days are drifting in a week time
an I cannot turn the bad-luck
On the clouts I shall fly
‘course it’s you I love

Everybody is knowing the truth
but she cannot be the same-one
At the end I will lose
‘course I’m old and poor

Between the lines in a letter
I can read the truth
Between the stripes on the road
I can feel the heath
Between the breasts in your shirt
I can see your soul
 

© Ben Nederstigt
 
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