(S. WeberM. SchumpeltJ.O. Soerup)

I hardly remember the time before you - but now it's history

a world of toys is lying in front of me

the highest building seems to be the guaranty

morbid thoughts about the successful suicide

interesting viewpoints accused by the afterglow

I never cared about the time to come

wasted chances for a world that's gone

the face of the moon will never turn to face the burning sun

the time has changed, no one can stop it's run

no more teardrops on the windows

and no more crying in the rain

my life has changed I lay down my broken wings

I'll try to face it, it's the end.

I went back home to my room to have a little break, maybe to celebrate

the day

I open the door, something's strange ...I smell your perfume when I

enter my room

and I see your face when I close my eyes, I'm lying on the bed, trying

not to think

I sense- someone's here, is coming near, snatching the guardian cover

away from me

I keep my eyes closed

being gripped and dragged into a beautiful picture

from time to time I have a pleasant sensation

then I hear him crying