You said we were a rose
You said in us there was more
You talked about our pure hearts
You said I was the one you loved

Then you told me how roses die
They freeze in the snow and ice
Even if they bloom in the summer
The End is inevitable

Do hearts crack in the ice too?
And die just like the roses do?
Will this love be as short as a kiss?

If I open my eyes, will I see
That the cold has killed you and me?
You have never told me this.

So all of this is only a short bliss.

You can't see me now
My face has faded
In the steam of the bathwater
In which we last sat

I can't see you now
Your body has disappeared
Behind the words of the poem
That we last sang

All we have are images
Vibrating in our minds
They shake our bodies cruelly
Shaking tears out of our eyes

And I miss you

Can they see us now?
As  we have melted
In tears and lust and pain
That we have carried

Can they see it now?
How love has caught us
With passion and war and triumph
That we never buried

And I miss you

When can a rose be in bloom
If nobody waters her soon
I'll die if you don't come back
Lose my petals and lose myself
Just be the sun above me
The bee that flies around me
Because I'll die if you don't come back
You're my reason and my only -

I miss you

Every morning
I see her get up
She turns on the light
And opens her heart

Remains of her dreams
Dance or her forehead
The sun comes up smiling
When she's combing her hair

I love those gentle moves
As she puts on her make-up
A flower in blossom
In small marble footsteps

She is my angel
My conscience, my wall
The velvet voice inside me
My guard and my soul

I see her wings
As she steps out the door...
But now she is leaving
Without me, alone -

All these dead roses
And the wings of angels
Papers of chocolate
Torn out pages
Lonely Saturday afternoons
Hands in the pockets
Love poems and tunes
That's what you've left