You've got pictures to remind me
Now it turns around again
I see it in your face
You want to start out once again
Out of the desert - hand in hand
You say: There will be clear water to wash off the sand
You're talking about present time
To draw close bit by bit
You're spreading ypur hands to me
There's no sense in doing it
I prefer to be out of reach
I don't care anymore
You say: There will be clear water to close old sores
What does it matter to know
That youconfess your guilt
I feel the breach of trust
That will never change
I I could fotgive I would
Beut there's nothing I can do
You say: There will be clear water to let forgiveness grow
Maybe you had to go a seperate wa
To forget the tears and yesterday
Maybe you had to lay in the arms of somebody else
To find satisfaction
I was on my knees and I faced the night alone
Your reasons - they don't matter for me
I've lost interest