i hear the mute ones speak of passion
without emotions they tell love is true
creeping in circles, dreamlike fashion
in nightly fantasies estrangement grew
on the run a lifetime long
escape from everybody else and me
only once have to be strong
the moment when I cease to be
their voices seem to be confused
when someone else begs me to breathe
unhappy mood, pretend, being amused
and one day certainly i'll leave
suffocating in a world of my own
that's where the farewell dreams have grown
she waits for me the morning sun
when it's over, it's over, it's over and gone
on the run a lifetime long
escape from everybody else and me
only once have to be strong
the moment when I cease to breathe
