My Slowly Dying
(Timon Schreiber/Andreas Gutjahr)
No more loving,
The dream of love has died!
No more laughing,
My soul begins to cry!
Emptiness, lonly inside,
Weakness, pain allied,
Sadness grows inside my mind,
Indifference makes me blind.
Yesterday I realized
That slowly my love is dieing.
And today I can´t deny,
My future will die.
Like a desert
The sea of love is dry
And like winter
My heart is cold as ice.
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