The years are passing, but the place is stil the same,
The spot we still so rarely climb up to.
Up at the top, divine signs here: they very rarely come!
Trees are rushing by and the sun is passing,
I still have the ticket, the same you left me with.
Freeloaders will always wind up this way.
Still, the trains will always come!
Those led by a star will always head home,
They know well there's no trouble in Heaven.
This life is a sentence and the end is a dot,
It will always come!
I'm happy that you are, that you always escape with me
In good, in bad, and everything inbetween.
Don't say a word, it's enough that you come!
Don't even say, 'thanks'!
[refren]
We dream of Eden, even though we're awake,
We wake from a dream and leave everything behind!
We dream of Eden, even though we're awake,
We wake from a dream and to the same place we belong!
Months pass, milllon minutes,
You wake up every morning all the same.
If work is God, then the divine signs:
Very rarely come!
Houses, clouds, trees are rushing by,
I don't have a ticket, 'cause the angels had left it.
Freeloaders will always end up this way.
And not even the trains are coming anymore.
Those led by a star will always head home,
They know well there's no trouble in Heaven.
This life is a sentence and the end is a dot,
It will always come!
I'm happy that you are, that you always escape with me
In good, in bad, and everything inbetween.
Don't say a word, it's enough that you come!
Don't even say, 'thanks'!
[refren]
We dream of Eden, even though we're awake,
We wake from a dream and leave everything behind!
We dream of Eden, even though we're awake,
We wake from a dream and to the same place we belong!
[refren x2]
[refren x3]
To the same place we belong!
To the same place we belong!