Is she happy
when with a safe step
crosses the street
as if it's hers?
And how she lives
in this wisked time
time of exponential
oversaturation?
I am a worm in an apple
ever since I've known about myself
Is she alone?
it can't be seen in her eye
or is she pretending
that everything in her life is normal?
Is someone waiting for her
who will really love her
or is everything to her
virtual like it is to me?
An arrow needs a curved bow
to get the right sound
[Chorus]
Is there an undo for her? (2x)
Our kids grow
milimeter by milimeter
The wind carries longing far into the night
far into the night
Undo for her (x2)
[Chorus]
Is there an undo for her?
Undo for her
An arrow needs a bent bow
to get the right sound