Sthandwa-Deux
Sthandwa sthandwa
I’ve loved from afar
Sthandwa sthandwa
Dissatisfaction slowly grows
I say I love you
You say you adore me
We say a lot of things
Day and night
Sweet nothings are exchanged
Empty words to fill up the void between us
But this lips long to kiss
And this hands long to hold
My fingers cry out
To caress, to touch
I lay on my back
Dreaming about you
My mind putting us in various positions
The smell, the taste of you
The sound of your laughter
My mind creates a perfect picture of everything
But
What’s the point
I don’t want a relationship with a figment of my imagination
I lay here cold
Thinking of how nice and warm it would be to have you beside me
But with only empty words between these sheets
I love you, sleep well, sweet dreams
Sthandwa
Sthandwa, sthandwa
Perhaps this words do mean a lot
Perhaps just the sound of my voice on the phone
Is enough to set your heart racing, and bring smiles to your face
But I know you feel it too
The silence after you drop the receiver
The emptiness left behind when the euphoria fades
A drug too quickly adapted to
Soon the buzz isn’t even there anymore
Only the crushing weight of emptiness, the sense of something that’s not
And you start to ask
Is any of this even real
Words… Words, words words
Sthandwa… Sthandwa sthandwa
I’m sitting here
Writing this down
Cause I’m not sure how to say the words
Sthandwa
Sthandwa, Sthandwa
Maybe we should let it go…
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