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)