door bells, ring ring
a fingerprint, a small snatch
so we stand again, outside
like a wild man, it has blown in your hair
it has been raining on the way here
door bells, ring ring
one thought away, you got a snatch
and now we stand again, inside
here I became, myself again and nothing else
here you became, yourself again and noone else
you are my good thought
the one that fills my day
you come with,
you come with me
you are my good thought
the one that fills all cracks
I come with
I come with you
door bells, ring ring
a fingerprint, a small snatch
so we stand again, inside
and we are filling all cracks with thoughts about hope
that only someone that has lost someone can get
in waiting for love you expect everything
in the wait for the transformation, transformations
but then I became, myself again and nothing else
you became, yourself again and noone else
you are my good thought
the one that fills the day
you come with
you come with me