What is there still to tell you
When I already have said everything
And yet cannot speak to you
What is there still to tell you
When I already have said everything
And yet none of my words reach you
In the pure ecstasy of silent hope
In the madness of blind obsession
There I stand helpless in the corner
And I only know one thing:
I love you
What is there still to tell you
When I already have said everything
When your silence resounds over my words
When my heaven is becoming narrower
What is there still to tell you
When there is nothing left
I could scream - could weep
And you wouldn't know about it
I'm alive and I love
And I don't exist for you
I dream of your closeness
Dream you are woth me
Yet I know
That you never speak to me
I beg you
Don't ignore me
Don't leave me standing alone
Not so close to you
Please look at me
Please speak to me
I beg you
When everything has been said
When there is nothing left
Then I close my eyes
And tell myself about you
About heaven and all the angels
And about your humanity
I'm talking about the power of love
And about more
Yet I know
I cannot go along this path
Can never be with you
I am a prisoner in my world
In my mediocrity
What is there still to tell you...