When love has gone away,
just like my love has gone away,
without a word of explanation, without a reason.
Feel a pain creeping into your heart.
Feel a lump coming into your throat.
You feel like your head is empty,
and you just don’t understand.
Then, you don’t care for fun and friendship.
Then you don’t care for drink and dancing.
Then you don’t care for life and love and death,
and now you don’t care for nothing.
Deep in your heart you feel there must be a motive,
and you try to look back upon the past,
but you can never find a reason,
because there’s no reason why love should die.
You wish you could change your face,
and you wish you could change your name,
and you wish you could change your soul,
and you wish you could change your life,
and you wish you could change the world.
But you know definitely
that it is not even worth trying,
because she’s there, because she’s there,
because she’s there, because she’s there…
Because she’s there inside your bones.
Because she’s there inside your brain.
Because she’s there inside your life,
and you’re aware you’ll never wrench yourself free.
Even if you could change your face,
even if you could change your name,
even if you could change your soul,
even If you could change your life,
even if you could change the world.
And yet when you realize you can think it over,
you’ll open your eyes and see
she’s no longer the girl you loved,
‘cause time has slipped away.
Each day you’ll learn a little bit more.
And maybe one day you’ll find you can forget her, maybe…
When you realize you can think it over…
When you realize you can think it over…
But you just can´t, because…
When love has gone away,
just like my love has gone away,
without a word of explanation, without a reason.
Feel a pain creeping into your heart.
A lump coming into your throat.
Feel like your head is empty,
and you just don’t understand.
Then you don’t care for fun and friendship.
Then you don’t care for drink and dancing.
Then you don’t care for life and love and death,
and now you don’t care for nothing.
Deep in your heart you feel there must be a motive,
and you try to look back upon the past,
but you can never find a reason,
because there’s no reason why love should die.
No...
No, no, no...
No, no, no,
No...