An idea, a continental land or quick glance
Of their own accord
Springs to mind and clouds over, doesn't end up
Of their own accord
And nothing’s left
And nothing’s left
I touch you and kiss in my thoughts
There’s been, will be
Nothing, there's nothing
I fly off and keep flying on
Air am I upflowing
The wind, I’m not, the wind, the wind I’m not
Without you, I’m no one...
If there’s no you, there’s no, no me at all...
An escape, an SOS, or a stopover
Of their own accord
And mistrust which into feelings was transforming
Of their own accord
And nothing’s left
And nothing’s left
So nice is to fall at your feet
There’s been, will be
Nothing, there's nothing
So whose is this sky meant to be?
Air am I upflowing
The wind, I’m not, the wind, the wind I’m not
Without you, I’m no one...
If there’s no you, there’s no, no me at all...
And nothing’s left
And nothing’s left
So nice is to fall at your feet
There’s been, will be
Nothing, there's nothing
So whose is this sky meant to be?
Air am I upflowing
The wind, I’m not, the wind, the wind I’m not
Without you, I’m no one...
If there’s no you, there’s no, no me at all...(X2)
There’s no, no me at all...