There Is So Little Gentleness In Me, So Little Fire

There is so little gentleness in me, so little fire. Don`t touch my stubborn lips with your ones any more. Oh, God, it`s only you who knows how much I`m sick and tired Of longing for him and being always left alone. I`m all hot passion now and then I`ll turn into cold winter. Or do you love me, darling? I don`t know. I gave you my heart but you cannot keep it. You don`t need it. I wonder, was I too fast or too slow? I`m not reproaching you but crying cause this love is hurting. We are like black and white – so different… Damn this all! But I can`t overcome this pain and stop this endless torture. Without you I am a dull and senseless doll.