Made of sand

I don't know what is it like,
To have my soul in prison inside.
I always ask myself, what have I seen,
Oh God, Where have I been?

At night seeing rain in the street outside.
I need to know why I put my miserable soul in prison inside.
I always ask myself,what did it all mean?
Oh God, Where have I been?

You said to me - "You are just like sand.No firmness I see in you today .I have  to go...thanks anyway.
I need to find my love, it is twelve o'clock.I am looking for a man,just like a rock"

I said OK, and closed my eyes,
I need to know why did I put my soul in prison inside.?
I always ask myself,when did it all begin?
Oh God, Where have I been?

Will I find the way out?
Or this is my complete blackout?
I did so many things trying to hold you.
You never said so needed "I love you"
I will stay in the shadow waiting for you to come.
To watch whom you will become.
I am here ,near my soul in prison, smiling... hoping to see.
How things can change…for me..
I have been in hell and tasted  paradise
Finally,I have felt you hiding in disguise.
You are the one that holding the keys to the cell
Cause my soul and heart inside you where they dwell.
I am sure,that it is not our  farewell..