We cannot change,
the words we've said,
no turning back,
when it's too late ...

An empty space,
were you should be,
so cold the night,
now it's history,
I must go on,
and dont know how,
reality is biting me,
... who will save me now ?

What have I done,
to play such a terrible part,
a beast called hope,
is eating me,
deep inside my heart ...

From the highest mountain,
down to the sea,
I call your name,
but only the echo returns to me ...
I must go on,
and don't know how,
running in circles,
... who will save me now ?

Copyright: Achim Tober