Voilà
Slimane
Here I Am
Listen to me, I’m the half-hearted singer
Talk about me, to your lovers, to your friends
Tell them about this chaos
With dark eyes and its wild dream
What I want is to write
Stories that reach you
That’s all
Here I am, here I am, here I am, here I am
Here I am even if I’m laid bare, I’m scared, yeah
Here I am in the noise and in the silence
Look at me, or at least what’s left of me
Look at me, before I start to hate myself
What can I say that another’s lips won’t tell you?
It’s not much but everything I have
I lay it down here, here it is
Here I am, here I am, here I am, here I am
Here I am even if being exposed means it’s over
It’s my face, it’s my scream, here I am, oh well
Here I am, here I am, here I am, right here
Me, my dream, my desire, how I’m dying for it, how I laugh
Here I am in the noise and in the silence
Don’t leave, I’m begging you, stay a while
It might not save me, no
But I don’t know how to do it without you
Love me like you love a friend who’s leaving forever
I want to be loved because I
Don’t know how to love my own edges
Here I am, here I am, here I am, here I am
Here I am even if being exposed means it’s over
Here I am in the noise and in the fury too
Look at me, finally, my eyes and my hands
Everything I have is here, it’s my face, it’s my scream
Here I am, here I am, here I am
Here I am, here I am, here I am, here I am, here I am