I guess he's better today And for a moment I even saw him smile But then his face turned severe "Sometimes things go", he said And turned his back on me 'Cause one day he faced the truth in her eyes In her smile, in her words, once in a while In her mind grew a trace - a kind of deliverance Your loss of blood was so great That you lost your fight and almost died So we drank the gla** at one draught And fought our way through the crowd of ache It's out of sight but not out of mind 'Cause one day he faced the truth in her eyes In her smile, in her words once in a while In her mind grew a trace - a kind of deliverance I hope he's better today On nights like this he usually goes for a walk And to hear him talk is so strange Sometimes I feel he doesn't mean what he declares 'Cause one day he faced the truth in her eyes In her smile, in her words, once in a while In her mind grew a trace - a kind of deliverance