BIG BOW                                     - S.Dunér  1999

This situation is one of my creations

I feel so mean, like a monster in my brain

I can’t produce your hostility, I´m fragile

You think I’m cold but I’m warmer than you are

I can remember the days we were together

My love was sweet, so much warmer than today

Now you are gone and I´m practising my anger

Throwing my temper like waves against the rocks

I feel upset, it's a very light description

You think I’m bad but you’re bader than I am

I can remember your face of distinct features

Say you´re an angel though I sure doubt your colour

Flowers hanging out my window

I will greet your final countdown

Roses red for you my darling

Climb up try to catch one falling

Elfs will play with their big bows a

Soft melody sweet as roses

Faster, faster Mrs.Big Bow

Before the final stitcht is due