I wish i'd had the time to look into your eyes
   and quietly say the words, the words that you'd expect
   i wish i'd touched your face and you would hold my hand
   then tears were on our guard and silence was our friend
   and we would leave behind the chaos in our lifes
   the struggle and the strife and the black and white
   and all the letters that we wrote
   would be printed out in gold
   in our memories to behold
   without explanations
   to be told...
   i dreamt i had the time to listen what you'd say
   and what you'd say was true and we could start anew
   i saw u bachstage in that chair
   dressed up in lies but oh so fair
   and then i took you by the hand and off we went
   and we just drank to quench our thirst
   that never dies and always burns
   deep in the night out on the streets
   i'd like to kiss you too but it wouldn't do
   and all the poems that we wrote
   would be printed out in gold
   in our memories to behold
   without explanations
   to be told...
   and we would leave behind the chaos in our lifes
   the struggle and the strife and the black and white
   and all the letters that we wrote
   would be printed out in gold
   in our memory to behold without explanations...
   and we just drink to quench our thirst
   that never dies and always burns
   deep in the night out on the streets
   i'd like to kiss you too without explanations..
   to be told..