i hear the mute ones speak of passion without emotions they tell love is true creeping in circles, dreamlike fashion in nightly fantasies estrangement grew on the run a lifetime long escape from everybody else and me only once have to be strong the moment when I cease to be their voices seem to be confused when someone else begs me to breathe unhappy mood, pretend, being amused and one day certainly i'll leave suffocating in a world of my own that's where the farewell dreams have grown she waits for me the morning sun when it's over, it's over, it's over and gone on the run a lifetime long escape from everybody else and me only once have to be strong the moment when I cease to breathe