(S. Weber/M. Schumpelt/J.O. Soerup)  I hardly remember the time before you - but now it's history  a world of toys is lying in front of me  the highest building seems to be the guaranty  morbid thoughts about the successful suicide  interesting viewpoints accused by the afterglow  I never cared about the time to come  wasted chances for a world that's gone  the face of the moon will never turn to face the burning sun  the time has changed, no one can stop it's run  no more teardrops on the windows  and no more crying in the rain  my life has changed I lay down my broken wings  I'll try to face it, it's the end.  I went back home to my room to have a little break, maybe to celebrate  the day  I open the door, something's strange ...I smell your perfume when I  enter my room  and I see your face when I close my eyes, I'm lying on the bed, trying  not to think  I sense- someone's here, is coming near, snatching the guardian cover  away from me  I keep my eyes closed  being gripped and dragged into a beautiful picture  from time to time I have a pleasant sensation  then I hear him crying  "You've got to leave this place, get out ! "  so I'm lying there somehow amused - and confused  while the door is opened someone enters the room and I smell her perfume  You'll never see those bloody teardrops running down my cheek  no more teardrops on the windows  and no more crying in the rain  my life has changed I lay down my broken wings  I'll try to face it it's the end.