Your coffee has cooled down,
and the radio is switched off now for days
I remember you, you had laid in the good mornings of my single bed
I know that, i did not choose it,
If you should define my thoughts,
but still i haven't understood,
why you stopped reminding me of love
There are, I feel it, wet paths
There are pieces of light in silence
Songs which have been created with tears in the eyes
Songs that they just became the cause
I know that I didn’t choose it
If you should define my thoughts
But I haven’t understood yet
Why did you stop to remind love