Boeijen Frank
Wild Flowers
Innocence
I think of that time of ideals
Of that time when everything was possible
when the world was still divided
In the East and west
It was so clear who was good
And so clear who was bad
But now the truth comes out
There is no good or bad
Then you know me what it is
Then it dawns on me
It's not the world
But I who lost my innocence
When did that moment come and when did it happen
When am I on my way
I believed in truth
I believed in heroism
I believed in friendship
And thought honesty existed
But of course I lived in dreaming
I wish I could still do that
Sometimes for a moment when I look at you
I see that it once existed
Then I know what it is
Then it hits me it dawned on me
It's not the others
But I who lost my innocence
When and when did that moment come
When did that take place
When am I on my way
/>lost the innocence
Was it the failure
After a success
Or the betrayal of a good friend
Was it the nights of insomnia
After the day you left me
Was it the flight into recklessness
And in all that is forbidden
No, it was the sight of that morning
In the mirror, my face
Then then I knew what it was
Then it dawned on me
That I have been so innocent over the years
For so long I turned out to be a child
And it comes back often
But in general
Innocence loses its patience
At that time
There was no way back
For over the years
Turns innocence into guilt
For over the years
Turns innocence into guilt

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