My eyes tells the tell ?

Somethins , it`s way easy to write in English...It`s fuckin weird , it`s fuckin cannot be . I`m proud of myself for never showing my true feelings , what i keep deep inside me . And now some , unknown girl , thousands of miles , away from me , figure out my feelings , just be seeing into my eyes into a picture ? OWNED ! ? What the fuck , Oh my Goshky , and so on.. I feel like a dummy . And still the fuckin weird thing, is that a feel a lot better ? Oh well , who knows , what morning can bring ?
Lyrics dedicated to Anastacia , from Belgium ...
Blessed witrh an eye to see things as they are,
Will you draw me?
Up there on the wall,
Looking down to us all,
You never saw me...
I found a pen and I outlined a life.
You've never cried,
I think I saw a tear in your eye.

Your eyes tell the tale,
I will not ask again.
Now I see what you've lost,
Nothing is quite the same.
By the love of my heart,
Cut my drawing in half,
For I think I'm like you...
Should you draw me...

Waiting for my evenfall.
Farewell, my passion,
You slowly turn pale.
I will long for your warmth,
Made me feel safe.
I will not draw again,
'Til I know it's my time.
I have lived a long life,
Should I draw me...

Morning's here, I must have failed...