Waiting for a sign from you Waiting for the signal to change Have you forgotten what true love can do Is this the end Can we still be friends
Walking through the city Your boots are highheeled and shining bright The sun was sparkling on the shaft of your knife Blue flower in the morning rain Dying in my hand It was all in vain
Superstar in your own private movie I wanted just a minor part I'm no fool i know you're cool I never really wanted your heart
Before the dice were cast I never would have dared to ask Your eyes are windows to another world Is this the end Can't we still be friends
With a cheetah on a chain No one dared to put you down It's not that cool with me around Blue flower in the morning rain Dying in my hand It was all in vain
