Running (1)

She runs after challenges
He runs after change
She runs with her heart
He runs with his legs

Running (2)

She gave him a head start
He gave her hope
It took a while
But it was just a delusion

Running (3)

Running, walking
Stopping, blocking
Seeking, hiding
The pain just won’t go away

Running (4)

She runs away
He follows
She is out of energy
He follows

Running (5)

She drops
He stops
She dies
He cries

He is still running…

Where the East meets the West
and your mind feels possessed
Where the night smiles back at the day
and the spring smells like a bouquet
Where the wind makes you wonder
and you heart beats like thunder
Where your sorrow is gone missing
and your soul is secretly kissing
All the wonders your eyes can ever see
Oh, Berlin you make me be a better me

I am in jail in my own skin
Locked up inside, deep within

I am lonely and I am lost
Feeling like a strolling ghost

Flying around with no aim
Like a missing soul without a name

I am in jail in my own body
It’s not mine it’s too gaudy

Going around and around
Before getting drowned

Going up and away
‘till the end of the day

I am in jail in my own mind
Paying debts being fined

For being afraid of being me
For having eyes which could see

The smallest spark to make a change
To get far away out of the range

I am in jail in my self-esteem
I could cry, I could scream

I’m in jail in your careless heart
Making me fall apart

I am in jail with a blissful dream
Trying each day to get through the steam

I am in jail but I have an answer
To **** this feeling, prevent the cancer

I am in jail but I have a solution
I am starting today a new revolution

I met a man with eyes so lonely
I felt his pain I felt it strongly
I gave my hand to help him out
to find a way out of the doubt

His pain was real
not some reflection
His cure was love
and true affection

But how do you tell
a man with life like hell
that he needs true love
to break the spell

Did he ache or was it me?
What did I miss and did not see?
I thought a lot through and through
and tried to change my point of view

But it was clear there was no mistake
it was time to get awake
I gave my hand to help him out
at the end of the day was the other way around

I met a man with eyes so lonely
He felt my pain He felt it strongly