(Hinkel / Freudenthaler / Röhl)
You saw her standing at the gateway with her hands in the clouds But the higher she is moving the more it gets you down And she's waiting in the afterglow With her eyes somewhere else
is not enough for what you take And maybe all inside of you,
Somewhere out where you are standing still and shovel dust in the wind better wait until the rain will begin Maybe it's time for reflections and the night endless long gives to make believe it's going on
is not enough for what you take And maybe all inside of you,