Fifteen years of precious time behind us   Seven years before our child is gone   Everything precariously balanced   The slightest breath can turn it upside down   And it took us ages to create   And we fill up the pages   Take it down in a day   Take it down in a day      In a day you smell the turn of summer   In a day the winter had begun   In a day I became your lover   In the morning all this will be gone      And it took us ages to create   And we fill up the pages   Take it down in a day   Take it down in a day      Fifteen years of precious time behind us   Seven years before our child is gone   Everything precariously balanced   The slightest breath can turn it upside down      And it took us ages to create   And we fill up the pages   Take it down in a day   Take it down in a day