(Kiske)
Downstairs, left floor
No one opens that door
ext to the old man
Some light now and then
I do care, look everywhere
And when I get a chance I surely will share
Some say it´s not my scene
But I think someone´s got to keep the house clean
A middle class working man, that´s what I am
People like me, we all do what we can
All these whole worlds in those heads
We´ll see where it all gets
My fingers are crossed anyway
If time isn´t on our side
I don´t think we´ll keep our pride
all these good plans that we got
All this good fun: Thanx a lot!
Could something be wrong with our play?
If time isn´t on our side
I don´t think we´ll keep our pride
I get my thrills
With all kinds of overkills
Never get enough
I don´t think I ever will
Have you seen the magazine
Where man kills wife and kids ´cos of a failed dream?
I think it´s hot and:thanx a lot!
For the ten great shots of car crashes that now I got
Around the comer was an accident
Was cool blood, so I went
All these whole worlds in those heads
We´ll see where it all gets
My fingers are crossed anyway
If time isn´t on our side
I don´t think we´ll keep our pride
all these good plans that we got
All this good fun: Thanx a lot!
Could something be wrong with our play?
If time isn´t on our side
I don´t think we´ll keep our pride
There is not much I feel
Can´t tell what´s fake or real
I´ve got to see some blood
Oh baby:Thanx a lot!
If I had some money
That would I'll wake each morning and I'll promise to laugh
I'll say "Good morning" to your old photograph
Then I'll speak to you, dear, just as though you were here
When purple shadows start to welcome the dark
I'll take the same old stroll we took through the park
And I'll cling to you, dear, just as though you were here
But I know so well that distance and time will finally tear us apart
The farther you go, the longer you stay, the deeper the doubts in my heart
Each night before I wander off into sleep
I'll bring to light the tears I've buried so deep
Then I'll kiss you, my dear, just as though you were here
And when I hear a lonesome train, I'm afraid
I'll think of all those trips we never quite made
Fragile dreams that we planned
Then I'll reach for your hand
Just as though, just as though you were here