as i walk these empty streets

with the remains of warfare scattered on the ground

and i tried to remember your face

an empty page in my diary

and i tried to remember all the ways

which now belong to the past

many ways, many days have gone by

and your face became an empty page in my diary.

and my life lies there

split up into a million pages

always a moment in front of me

racing with the speed of light

and i tried to remember all the ways

which now belong to the past...