The number 2 has broken into two
And I'm walking on it's broken pieces,
For the last time...
The gust of the wind,
Is lifting you like pollen,
To take you far away
If I said, "don't go, stay"
The issue would be,
That it would take us into wilder waters
Later on....
Things would definitely be worse
I would ask for more than just the few things (I have now) I would fight for a clean defeat
Later on, we would be two bodies in the storm,
Without a compass
The future would be a cold prison
This was a love with no hope,
From the very beginning
Later on.....means, worse
This was a love with no hope,
From the very beginning
Later on.....means, worse
You walk along the light
You don't turn around to look at me
You turn your weakness into a strength
And I'm tearing apart the keys,
That are playing this bitter solo
And I don't cry openly
If I said, "don't go, stay"
The issue would be,
That it would take us into wilder waters
Later on....
Things would definitely be worse
I would ask for more than just the few things (I have now) I would fight for a clean defeat
Later on, we would be two bodies in the storm,
Without a compass
The future would be a cold prison
This was a love with no hope,
From the very beginning
Later on.....means, worse
This was a love with no hope,
From the very beginning
Later on.....means, worse