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..