God give me strenght to lead a double life
Cut me in half.
Make each half happy in its own way
with what is left. Let me disobey
my own best instincts
and do what I want to do, whatever that may be,
without regretting it, or thinking I might.
When I come home late at night from home
saying I have to go away,
remind me to look out the window
to see wich house I'm in.
Pin a smile on my face
when I turn up two weeks later with a tan
and presents for everyone
Teach me how to stand and where to look
when I say the words
about where I have been
and what sort of time I've had.
Was it good or bad or somewhere in between?
I'd like to know how about I feel these things,
perhaps you'd let me know?
When it's time to go to bed in one of my lives,
go ahead of me up the stairs,
shine a light in the corners of my room.
Tell me this: do I wear pyjamas here,
or sleeping with nothing on?
If you can't oblige by cutting me in half
God give me strenght to lead a double life.