Herbert Grönemeyer

Airplanes in My Head

Herbert Grönemeyer


your eyes have clouded 
your smile is fixed 
and your thoughts are far away from here 
you kiss me like an actress 
then walk out of shot 
your indifference abundantly clear 

i'm empty, used up 
only dregs in my cup 
and airplanes in my head 
you shrug off my embrace 
with a smile on your face 
we should be sleeping in seperate beds 

give me my heart back now 
it's half broken anyway 
give me my heart back now 
i beg you to go away 
the sooner you walk out the door 
the sooner i pick myself up from the floor 

you use me up 
like a pack of cigarettes 
then crush me and cast me aside 
you talk like it's a duty 
looking for your own beauty 
while pretending to gaze in my eyes 
you're never there 
when i'm gasping for air 
and the airplanes all explode 
lifting off from the runway 
oh, this traffic is one-way 
and we've come to the end of the road 

give me my heart... 

you're giving me nothing 
you've taken my all 
and i feel like an empty shell 
airplanes in my head 
drown the words that we've said 
and if you stay you'll just put me through hell 

give me my heart...