If I could make the world as pure and strange as what I see, I'd put you in the mirror I put in front of me.

I lost my faith in womanhood.

And then leaning on your window sill
he'll say one day you caused his will
to weaken with your love and warmth and shelter
And then taking from his wallet
an old schedule of trains, he'll say
I told you when I came I was a stranger,
I told you when I came I was a stranger. 

"I am a ghost, and as far as I know I haven't even died."

Wish I was a man, or at least a woman with a lot of guts, talent and no feelings at all.

I like it here, can I stay?