Compositor: A.Buschorn
Everything I do or everything I've done before we met
I've done only for you and we know there's nothing left now
there is nothing left to save our rules or our straight thoughts
my life is fading and I will find no words
I've looked at you, can this be really true
the things I have seen and you know where I've been
my thoughts exploding in my head
I've never known that you can be so bad
So bad - to hurt me so
So bad - to switch me low
So bad - to go away
I want you to stay
When tomorrow comes - when the wind blows again
When tomorrow comes - when the wind blows again
I'll never understand it came to this bitter end
an end where hate has got the majority
and peayce and friendship are just minority
everything in this relation was only deception
Sometimes I sit at my window
and I know that I will find no repose in which I could believe in
our simple thought are still too thin
we got to think about the times without those crazy crimes