
It could be so simple, easy and lasting,
trustful, tender and alive,
with the magic of love to decide for,
But when she's standing in front of you,
you search for freeing.
We know, what is good, but can't live it,
we're dreaming the longing,
the laugh and to float.
But when we fly, questions dismay us,
the flight was so easy -
so hard to feel the scars now.
Let it be easy and good,
come to me,
I'll give you courage,
let it be simple and beautiful,
so that we'll meet again...