The seasons change but I stand still
I'm like a figure in the dark
Wind from the south is a memory
I watch the dead leaves how they fall
From these pale trees
To their tomb and give up with me
Whole nature turns to lifeless grey
Waiting for spring days...
All the dreams I loved have sailed away
And I cry a small part of the rain
Who is pulling my strings?
The seasons change and I stand still
It feels like I don't exist
Thoughts are made of sorrow again
I'm like a ghost in the mist
On the path to the end
One wing frozen one left to be found
But when will the sun melt this ice coating the ground?
All the dreams I loved have sailed away
And I cry a small part of the rain
Who is pulling my strings? 'Cos I know it's not me
All the dreams I loved have sailed away
And I cry a small part of the rain
Who is pulling my strings? 'Cos I know it's not me
'Cos I know it's not me