They say: They cann’t afford the risk,
Because they’ve got a house,
And in it theres a light.
And I’m not sure exactly, which one of us is right.
Outside the rain is waiting for me,
Lunch awaits them at home.
So shut the door behind me.
I’m leaving.
And if one day you get bored with your bland life,
You’ll find a place out there with us,
Theres enough rain for us all.
Take a look at the clock, at the portrait on the wall,
Listen - there, outside the window,
You’ll hear our laughter.
Close the door behind me.
I’m leaving.