You are not like you used to be, that's a fact
Someone has stolen the shine of your eye a long time ago
Someone has stabbed unrest into your back like a knife
That's not a friend, but a scoundrel and a coward
Here neither a physician, a psychologist, nor a priest
Will help, 'cause that's leprosy for them
You are not like you used to be, that's a fact
All around is perhaps not like it should be
All that I know is that you're searching permanently
A terrible unrest is accelerating your dream
You're straying in the past, although you know that it's a mistake
You're straying and thinking, straying and struggling
How to flee from here
You'd like to be like you used to be, that's a fact
Time's changed all, it won't be like that
You're able to love until it hurts, to tears
No one will buy that from you, you know
You have a pure desire like you had once
That anyone, that anyone could really fall in love with you
That anyone, that anyone could really fall in love with you
That anyone, that anyone could really fall in love with you