...lees maar gewoon....
 

I'm looking around but everything fades away
I see them talking but I can't hear what they say
Are they whispering, or is it me,
am I not listening, or won't I see

No I do, I see everything clear
it's the loss wich I fear
What will go and what will stay
will it be tomorrow, or will it be today
That's what I frighten, that's what I fear
not what I can't see or what I can't hear.

And than a little voice comes out of the dust
it tells me to be strong and have trust
it tells me that everything is going to be ok,
that nothing will go, not tomorrow, nor today

It gives me strength, and it gives me more,
It gives me a hand trough an opened door..