I guess we know each other now for seven years

why has it always to end up with tears

a little problem and soon discussions start

we bang our heads and we always forget our hearts



somehow, somewhere

I guess I had this all before

somehow, somewhere

I guess I had this all before



come on, come on let's go home

give the sinking ship a drink

I think it's better if we go

somehow my thoughts are running slow

will feel sorry when I awake

so you better give me a break



take your brown eyes and put'em in a glass

put some icecubes in and watch the rotting mess

look in my blue ones and you know I never lie

give me a drink and I say to you let's have another try



somehow, somewhere...



you better give me a break

you better give me

you better give me a break...