It says : You earn your luck, but who knows? Maybe I'm not worth the luck
They ask me why I don'tmake any love songs, look into my eyes, tell me, doyou see this hate?
I was just 19 and my everyday life was doing shit, casinos and making joints.
Ridicolous shit, silly, I know, god damn it, what a silly time.
A boy without a perspective who walks through the streets and thinks about nothing but "street stuff".
Until I say you and your eyes (Thank God), a dream comes true.
But maybe I request too much, that you can love a boy like me.
I'm a boy from the streets, I own nothing, but I want to be honest with you because you are important to me.
But you took my hand, for the first time in 19 years I felt safe.
Tell me where you've been all these years because I became invincible when you took your arms around me.
REFRAIN:
Dich & beautyful? No, I'm not. I am the wrong one if this matters for you. I only have my heart bad my honesty and I am sorry that it's not enough for more (2x)
With you by my side my dream came true.
All my friends said we are a dream couple.
I dont have to put an all-nighter anymore because lovers don't go to clubs.
You took all my hate and anger, I think destiny finally thinks good about me.
You're not a human, I'd know that. You have to be an angel, that is the reason your protect me.
All of your friends laughed at you but it didnot matter to you.
They said that it is strange to see a "street boy" with a girl with rich parents.
But I make out for it, I promise, every kiss.
So you don't feel ashamed for me.
I know I only kept the last job for 10 days but you could not see how embaressed I felt.
I will show everybody I can do it.
Don't believe somethingwrong, let me
Stay in your life.
Rich & beabeautyful? I never were.
But I were your king-in my fantasy.
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Now don't you tell me it fizzled out. Watch yourself, you can't handle the pressure.
And you ask youself if I were really worth it.
You only have problemsin your world because of me.
And you think your father could be right and a future with me is too difficult.
You need a man who has a good life and does not walk around like a daydreamer.
Who drives a Benz and owns a nice house, you don't want to loose it like you don't want to lose your sight.
I can understand you because you love glamour and in your world i am only a sick hobo.
They laugh at me, call me "street boy" and you laughed, too!
At the boy, who stood near your window and called your name. Forget this thief. I went away to the place where people like me, where they don't look at me as if I am form the Enterprise.
Your love was only a big joke and because of it, I became the "boy without heart".
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