Where I'm going
What do you see when you stare at the mirror?
If you want me to tell you, you are
something so strangely beautiful
that it can even hurt the sight.
They ought to be green of envy
they ought to hide themselves in the sand
the day you learn how beautiful you are
then you will comprehend.
Where I'm going - does that matter?
I want you to be with me
Where will I be - well, I don't care
if you are with me, I don't care.
You are a man of vision and yet you think
you are not a good company to no-one.
If I could make you see the truth -
if I could make you see with my eyes
you would understand everything
and you'd see how life could be worthwhile.
Where I'm going is not the point
the point is that if you are with me or not
'cause if you are with me then I'm ready to kill or die
all would be worthwhile
if you were the one I could have to share my life.