They tell you I'm not worth it,
You're wasting your time
They tell you that you're giving away too much
And that there'll be nothing left (of you) .
They say that first, things turn out differently
And (only) second, the way you expect
I'm looking out (the window) and I know
How often it happens that one gives themselves away in vain
If I could help it, would I still fly away with you?
If I could help it, would I still love you?
2x
And I know
That everything inside you is screaming
Because there's nothing left of me
Am I disappearing?
You say, I won't give us a chance
And that I always take the much too easy way out
I could just throw up because I know
That all the time in the world is not enough
You'd still have even more to give me,
Which will heal us both.
We'd be forever, we'd be great
Down to the last bit.
If I could help it, would I still fly away with you?
If I could help it, would I still love you?
4x
And I know
That everything inside you is screaming
Because there's nothing left of me
Am I disappearing?
I'm disappearing
I'm disappearing
I'm disappearing