There I stood at your grave.
Tears ran out of my eyes.
Paralysed of grief I stared,
At the cross of lies.
So this is the end of a short path for you.
I dared to question the sense of life.
And in my heart a silent scream of fear.
Raised to a voice of force I've never ever
Felt in the short years before.
Mother, where are you now?
This world seems empty without you.
I can't take the task alone.
The way I have to go through.
I can hear your last words sound in my ears.
Mother:
Time has come to leave this world.
Don't ask if it's fair.
You my son don't cry for me.
I'll be there for all the time".
But I need you here, now.
Mother:
"I will have a share in your dreams.
So when you fall asleep, be vigilant.
Maybe you cannot see my face.
But you will recognize me, believe"
Give me the strenght to believe!
Mother:
"Dream and you'll believe".
Her eyes as dark as midnight, there on one's deathbed.
I was doubtfull but before she died she said:
Mother:
"Don't let me fall into oblivion
And we'll see us again.
We'll see us again, believe".
Now I sit in the attic, alone with myself.
Nineteen years have past, a man thinks what he left.
A childrens room filled with toys and tears.
Memories never die, after all these years.
A childhood that was broken much too soon.
An old and dull mirror in an unreal room.
Suddenly I see myself and I know what I have to do.
Mother, I come home to you.
I need you here now, here now, here now.
Mother:
"Don't let me fall into oblivion
And we'll see us again.
We'll see us again, believe".
Give me the strenght to believe!
Mother:
"Dream and you'll believe".
