nobody talks about what has to be said
nobody answers what has to be asked
stop this world, i wanna quit
and after death
do we become a snowflake falling down next to our window
lying there, watching us
do we become a raindrop making us wet
shaken off and forgotten
do we become a cloud covering the sun
or the sunlight which can't get through this cloud
or do we come out of an eye as a tear
when somebody is thinking of us?
two kids are playing on the beach
a black one and a white one
both dig their hands into the sand
now tell me
which one is the left one?
another year is over
looking back with a strange feeling, hoping to see achievements
but finding, as far as the eye of memory reaches, just an endless sea of intentions...not donw, driven out, forgotten, missed
are you loving me?
u told me u're in love with the rain
but when it arrives, you are hiding
u told me u're in love with the wind
but when he comes up you close the windows
u told me u're in love with the sun
but when she comes out, you are hiding your eyes
do i have to be afraid of hearing you say:
I love you
it's funny how certain things can change you
you listen to a song in one particular moment
you feel outa place, everyone staring at you
you dont care
you want to share it with someone you love
no1 is there
it's your moment, too precious to put it into words
it makes you crazy you can't tell anyone
but happy as well, somehow
you want others to feel the way you do
you enjoy it as long as you can
and you realise how beautiful life is
(after listening to incubus - i miss you at a party, after a couple of horrible techno songs. wrong people, wrong music, but that was special.