I wish you had fallen in love With another man You can follow him until The end of the moon And fuck him Every summer afternoon But at least our Memories will remain In the earth atmosphere With the gravity, I feel As if you were almost here When you rotate and revolve The sea would raise And my tears would dissolve In every lunar phase But there is no Moonman to Blame it on I'm ground control without Major Tom The worst thing is that It seems that it's so Easy for you I'm made of straw I'm made of sticks I wish I was made of bricks Because this wind That blows between us Is tearing me down But you seem fine I wish I had Broken your heart deeply You could be my court And punish me completely It would be enough To sentence me for life Even better you could Cut my hands off without a knife So I could never take your Hands and feel your skin again But instead, I would feel All your hatred and pain And my blood would flow From the calvary hill To substitute What your tears could not fill I'm made of straw I'm made of sticks I wish I was made of bricks Because this wind That blows between us Is tearing me down But you seem fine