You are moving in, you are moving out, you feel lonely at home, here, tomorrow, there, every year. The decision for me brings a risk with it. You are afraid of the fear, where I can never find you. You have tried everything, between crying and anger, chosen other paths and tortured both of us. Your chest is torn between fleeing and knowing that a part of you is still attached to me. In your heart live seven souls and with one I would like to steal horses. But I never know exactly what I am and dawdle between blind, in love and doesn't make sense. The normal in you wishes you far away from here, you alone and the big wide world. Longer in one place only drives you further. You are looking for your happiness today and come back tomorrow. In your heart live seven souls and with one I would like to steal horses. But I never know exactly what I am and dawdle between blind, in love and doesn't make sense. In your heart live seven souls and with one I would like to steal horses. But I never know exactly what I am and dawdle between blind, in love and doesn't make sense. You are moving out, you feel lonely at home, today here, tomorrow there, year after year. That probably belongs to you and to live like here now. It's hard to see, but I can understand you. In your heart live seven souls and with one I would like to steal horses. But I never know exactly what I am and dawdle between blind, in love and doesn't make sense. In your heart live seven souls and with one I would like to steal horses. But I never know exactly what I am and dawdle between blind, in love and doesn't make sense. In your heart live seven souls and with one I would like to steal horses. But I never know exactly what I am and dawdle between blind, in love and doesn't make sense. In your heart live seven souls and with one I would like to steal horses. But I never know exactly what I am and dawdle between blind, in love and doesn't make sense.