Instead of asking me
you think you understand
but only I can really tell
what my words are all about

My life is like a country-side
without a place to hide
no hills, no forests, no anything
the landscape has changed

From horizon to horizon
I keep waving - why don’t you turn around
and tell me what you see
from horizon to …

My sleeping dogs don’t shit
I think you understand
and I do not believe in what you say
in how wrong I am

My life is like a place to hide
far off the country-side
no roads, no places, no anything
the landscape has changed