Show
me, how do you feel inside
when no one speaks together
they seem like four strangers
sleeping in the same house
playing in the same band
but nothing more, is there something more?
Must be something more
Daily claustrophobic meal
waiting for a ring
yet another glass to drink
and soon you will be free
talking glimpse condens
the tension in the air
you count up the time
that never flies away
You should be here
I wonder why they don't believe in me
but every time I try to tell you something of mine
you can't understand
you'll never understand
Now I am looking for another way
we are waiting for something new
while the time is sliding away
I can't see your eyes in your face.
You are so far, you are too slow for me
