Nearly forgotten

Was it a film - just a kind of film?
Floating away, never meant to stay?
Deep inside of me some old pictures appeared again,
Nearly forgotten memories, a nearly buried way.
Was it a song - just a kind of song?
Dying away, never meant to stay?
Deep inside of me an old song is struck up again,
A nearly forgotten melody, a nearly forgotten way.
     My own loneliness I saw in your eyes,
     My own sorrow I heard in your cry,
     Now my cocoon is torn,
     It's like a freight train is running through my soul
     A nearly forgotten yearning is stirring me.
Was it a dream - just a kind of dream?
Melting away, never meant to stay?
Deep inside of me some old scars are opened again,
A nearly forgotten feeling, a nearly forgotten pain.
     These old blues were suddenly back again,
     And the fears to loose again,
     Now my cocoon is torn,
     It's like you put a mirror in front of my soul,
     A nearly forgotten yearning is stirring me.
Was it a dream - just a kind of dream?
Floating away, never meant to stay?
Deep inside of me an old love rose again
A nearly dried up flower, a nearly forgotten way.
     Your touch reminds me of nearly forgotten days,
     Skin to skin, soul to soul again,
     Now my cocoon is torn,
     It's like rain inside of my soul,
     A nearly forgotten yearning is stirring me.

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