I Felt My Life With Both My Hands - Carla Bruni

I felt my life with both my hands

To see if it was there

I held my spirit to the Glass,

To prove it possibler

I turned my Being round and round

And paused at every pound

To ask the Owner’s name

For doubt, that I should know the Sound

To ask the Owner’s name

For doubt, that I should know the Sound

I judged my features, jarred my hair

I pushed my dimples by,

and waited, if they twinkled back

Conviction might, of me

I turned my Being round and round

And paused at every pound

To ask the Owner’s name

For doubt, that I should know the Sound

To ask the Owner’s name

For doubt, that I should know the Sound

I told myself, «Take Courage, Friend,

That was a former time

But we might learn to like the Heaven,

As well as our Old Home!»

I turned my Being round and round and round

And paused at every pound

To ask the Owner’s name

For doubt, that I should know the Sound

To ask the Owner’s name

For doubt, that I should know the Sound

I felt my life with both my hands

To see if it was there