Everything that is lost,everyone who's lost
when the time comes
when one of my teardrops is falling into the lake
when it moves out of my hands
when I wake from my sleep
I have a teardrop in my hands
Maybe in the end we will meet
you, too, me, too
endless
in this lonely town
do you still enjoy life, inside of you?
You have been quiet, you haven't spoken
when the words end
when I wake from my sleep