I just knew it, it's the same again,
It's not a hand, not a warm and soft one.
Don't go away when I'm dying and crying,
It's awful to die because you're alone then.
Please look at me and give me your hands,
Keep them away from me, walls black as ice.
Don't stand by the window and look at the street,
I know you want to leave and I know I'll let you.
I just knew it, it's the same again,
It's not a hand, not a warm and soft one.
I've got my face and I fear the mirror,
I'm lying on the floor and I don't have wings.
Fear is eating me up and it wants to smash me,
nobody is with me and wants my questions.
Tomorrow is yesterday and everything is as usual,
only my fear is getting bigger and worse.
I just knew it, it's the same again,
It's not a hand, not a warm and soft one.
I just knew it, it's the same again,
It's not a hand, not a warm and soft one.
I so knew it, it's the same again,
It's not a hand, not a warm and soft one.