

My HeroMy hero, my lover, my fantasy man Is there a chance that we meet again? Ive missed you too often and so many days I hoped that someday, again, well cross waysMy Hero
I looked in the mirror, so plain and sad My eyes sometimes teary, and sometimes mad I did neither eat nor play or sleep and even more often I wanted to weep
I looked at your picture, oft folded and faint Studied your features, those of a saint I always remember your rescue in time and how you punished that man for his crime
I clung to your words as a silver line And hoped you w


Where are you...?Wheres the silver lining Metallic promises Are all that is left now of the day and the nightWhere are you...?
Wheres the emergency exit Red lights in a row Are my guideline From here Into tomorrow
Wheres the love song Broken noises of a crowded ballroom Dancing I watch
Wheres the heartbeat Steps on the ground Irregular Breathing Kiss
Wheres the coastline Grey clouds Sky and water mingle trickle
Nowhere to go.
Wortlos
Die Linien des Himmels
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