What are you fighting for
It ain't nothing you ain't had before
It ain't nothing , you ain't felt before
And still you cry
Is there nothing new
Is there nothing to inspire you
So you found that all your dreams came true
And still you cry
Time is around now
Can't you get back what your blossom had
Can't you round up all those memories
And tell them to breathe
There is a future coming up behind
And I can feel it but I don't know where it's coming from
And I can hold it but I; I cannot see its face
And time is out of my hand
(Dank an Anneke für den Text)