looking at her in silence
as she took her last breath of air
or was it the first
I won´t know
until I get there myself
or meet her again
this evening
an angel left us
and entered another state
of consciousness
another state of mind
her hands are cold now
will we ever find happiness
without you
will time heal the open wounds
you left in many of our souls
will time ever
heal our broken hearts
who`s sorry now
and who´s laughing in the rain
are there people out there
that might feel different about this
my only message is
get the hell outta here and get a life
looking at her in silence
as she took her last breath of air
or was it the first
I won´t know
until I get there myself
or meet her again
this evening
an angel left us
and entered another state
of consciousness
another state of mind
her hands are cold now
will we ever find happiness
without you
will time heal the open wounds
you left in many of our souls
will time ever
heal our broken hearts
will we ever find happiness
without you
will time heal the open wounds
you left in many of our souls
will time ever
heal our broken hearts
her hands are cold now
