Zum letzten Mal ein trauriger Blick. Sie weiß, nun gibt es kein Zurück. Der Abschiedsbrief liegt auf dem Küchentisch. In der Scheune riecht es nach altem Fisch.
Seit ich denken kann, saß er schon immer da. Die Bank unter dem Baum, sein Lieblingsort. Er spricht nicht viel, doch was er sagt ist wahr. Er spricht von Hunger, Elend, Korruption und Mord.
Jeder wußte es genau. Er hat den Schäfer umgebracht. Denn er wollte dessen Frau. Und tötete ihn bei Nacht. Er kam vor Gericht um den Mord zu gesteh'n.
You know who she is, you know what she does. Only I know what that girl is doing to you. You know who she is, you know what she does. Only I know what that girl is going to do to you.
I remember a different time, I remember a different me. When there was springtime in my heart. But it's winter and I'm shivering with cynicism now. And I long for yesterday.
Well, hello, nice to meet you. I really dig your hair, and would you care. If I asked you for your number?. Thinking 'bout you when I slumber. You're so nice, sugar and spice.
Welcome to Dumpsville, population: you. I don't want to hang out with you anymore. Please don't come knocking round my door. I just need my time, my space.
It used to be, but not anymore. Time slipped through my fingers to the floor. It used to be, but not anymore. Tipped my hat and walked through the door.
Turn round and I will press your hand. If you will put our hands together now. Turn round, don't stir under my gaze. And you will hold my gaze forever now.
Starry, starry night. The silver beams the only light. Summer breeze, summer dreams. Float over me. . The stars frame her silhouette. Beauty steals away my breath.
Today is a new day. No time to live in the past. I guess now I know. No time to live with regrets. Mistakes I have made. Got to get on with my life. My choice, no one else.
I see that girl walking down the street. I see that girl coming up to me. I see that girl, now she's passing me by. I see that girl, coffee in her hand.
Don't touch this. Just look and feel your way through. Can't tough this tempest just yet. . The hopes and fears. In the sirens sounding. Beating hearts, tears.
I don't want to feel this way. But I know with every step I take or move I make. He's staring me right in the face, get out of my way!. I don't want to feel this way.
So long, farewell. Goodbye you crazy Southerner, goodbye. Don't cry, turn away. . Don't change, I'll write. And all the other stuff, we kinda mean. Don't cry, turn away.
I'm just a sloppy copy. That's all I'll ever be. I'm just a sloppy copy. Potter I want You to fill me. . The more I do let down. The more I cause to frown.
Let me try to understand and let it come 'round my way. Will You hold out Your hand? A little tremble, I feel faint. A little misty, a little hazy. I know without You I'd go crazy.
Walking on the seaside. With a sunset over blue. Hand in hand with you. . Listen to the waves break. On a blanket spread for two. Hand in hand with you.
These four walls and late nights brooding. Never changing, never moving. It seems, it seems momentum's at a crawl. . The ants are in the kitchen. The mice are in the walls.