Sick of our distance,
...of keeping nights awake,
...of living like an angel,
...of loving all I have...

I try to be alive,
...to keep the life in rhythm,
...to live just like a hero,
...to play the life, to sing...

I know you can not see
...the distance of our worlds,
...the lady crying lonely,
...the candles in the nights...

You killed her with your distance
...but she is still alive...
You hold her to your body,
...but she is far-times gone...

8.X.2005
Budapest, HU/EU