Blaue Blume Haven't You
Haven't you stopped loving
Avalanche
Tell me something
Your face lies
Seem desperately fright
To be another
Your heart is quiet
You're hardly trying, lover
Summer comes
And the world is hardened
Simple songs say nothing
Your mascara's running
Outside
Everything, everything, everything grows
Outside
Everything, everything, everything grows
Haven't you stopped loving
Avalanche
Tell me something
Paris made you cry for names of
Sisters and brothers
At night, we played
And no one came and saw us
Summer comes
And the world is rotten
Simple songs say nothing
Your mascara's running
Outside
Everything, everything, everything grows
Outside
Everything, everything, everything grows
Sit and write your name
On the window pane
The world's so cold
Is it walls of gold
To be in love
Is it okay
To be that fool
Who needs you
