Don't run away from me
when it's spring and the spring calls you
don't listen to them.
The snow melts
and also the cold heart in your chest melts
the door is open, you go through it
I shout a call into the dark
the echo answers: that's not enough
you can do better
Don't listen to them
everyone wants and wants so
to be in your favor
Even though I let go
I will run after you
walk the streets alone
listening if I'd hear
your voice somewhere