Deine Lakaien Wasted Years
Walking down this well known street turning 'round for ladies feet like you did so many years ago sitting in that street cafe where you had your cup of tea come on boy don't get sentimental now everything changed but you didn't move on and the only fact is that you're fifteen years older now No use to turn out the lights you feel so depressed inside when you think of your wasted years at night Standing in your discotheque look since hours straight ahead play the part of some ypung and lonesome star introverted more and more waiting for a small hello people next to you they seem so far but deep inside you made love to the world 'cause your imagination was bigger than reality No use to turn out... When you came into that town you found everything so fine all your projects shall be realized but your day-dreams strangled you kept you from what you had to do and life went on while you were paralysed heaven knows you would give all you have for the change to go back to those days for a new beginning No use to turn out... Walking down... Better you leave the places of your past 'cause dreamers love cities and citie hate dreamers No use to turn out...
