your picture on a wall
I can see it
it's too small
your picture
on a wall
cannot touch it
hold it closer now
now I'm waiting on your doorstep
one of the objects
you cannot win you cannot have
I am standing in the greenhouse
among the apples
you cannot see you cannot smell
your picture on a wall
I can see it
it's too small
the simple little things
I understand
I can feel it
hold it closer now
now I'm headstrong and I wonder
one of the objects
you cannot touch you cannot feel
the vermillion pencil
is in the right hand
the colours I like
I understand


(c) tekst en muziek: Henk Hofstede