Felicitas

I can feel your silent laughter

When you put your bold hands on my fate

On my fate

Sometimes it doesn’t feel right

What my life serves cold onto my plate

Onto my plate

But if I count on your favor you would leave me

If I turn my back on you you’ll do that too

You’re the queen for those who win

Maker of what could have been

Empty promise we can choose

You get blamed when we’re to loose

I would like to taste your kindness

Yet I fear I may become your slave

Become your slave

I can throw my fate in your face

Would you come if my resources gave?

Or to my grave

Some would kill to feel your grace

Some have died of your embrace

Some live by your fickle star

Some hate you for who you are

You’re the queen for those who win

Maker of what could have been

Empty promise we can choose

You get blamed when we’re to loose

There’s never any easy way

Despite that’s what you try to say:

There’s never any easy way

...all you need to do is to pray... to me.

And I try not to hear your call

I fear that could just be my fall

And I try not to hear your call

While you keep dice of chance to roll

Then again it’s down to myself

How much pride can I take from your aid?

From your aid

Could I stand to look in my face?

Claim my life mine, self esteem forfeit

All too late

But if I count on you favor you would leave me

If I turn my back on you you’ll do that too

You’re the queen for those who win

Maker of what could have been

Empty promise we can choose

You get blamed when we’re to loose