A time is approaching when we must decide,
we have to tell people we no longer hide...

The time we have had with which to talk,
has made up our minds which way to go...

When i awoke at five a.m.
i could not not fall asleep again...

Its difficult to concentrate,
when your constantly on my mind...

I want to tear your clothes off,
but not literally...

Teenage love was fine,
but this is something new...

I agree it is not easy,
to think of new poems for you...

The two friends that you have
are real friends to you...

I will be your foundation on which you can build,
all you desire to keep you fulfilled...

If only we could predict how things are going to...
Then life would be boring if the future we could...

I see in you things you dont,
you can be to critical of yourself...

Het kan mij niks schelen,
hoe anderen ordeel mij...