[Intro:]
We are what we think
All that we are arises with our thoughts
With our thoughts we make the world1
The head is round and so the thoughts are circling
Around you most the time, at least for me
They're saying, I didn't quite comprehend it yet
I do hear them but I do not understand
[Chorus:]
They're saying, I can't wrap my head
Around the thought
They're seeing a hole
Where you used to be
They're saying there is no hope
It's the other way round to me
Cause we still love one another
You're still there to me
A beam in your eye will cost your head and your mind
I set mine entirely upon you
The liver must bear what the heart can't stomach2
Is what my doctor says, but what does he know; hope's the last thing to die
[Chorus]
[Moses Pelham:]
You're like oxygen to me
However it may be, I need you anyway
They say, that there's a hole, right there
Where you once were and it'll take some time
Until I grasp and comprehend
You're so far off, you were never here
But I've kind of got my own perspective
On all this, on pain and affection
I blank out all the hurt completely
Just you and me and shivers on me
You appear to me constantly
When I write or when I drink
On my legs, on my hands as well
I don't get ahead when I run and flee
Even if it seems harsh, doesn't bother me
But if you're not there, then why you hearing me?
[Chorus]
1. Quote by the Buddha2. German proverb