There was all I need
An abundance of gold
My elixir of life
The paradise – it seemed to be controlled
You were generous
And gave more than enough
I did not hesitate
Took everything – but now it’s getting tough
You don’t talk to me
And you know – I can not
Ask you how you feel
I am sorry
Guessin’ how you feel
Maybe you’re already
Bleeding in your heart
I am sorry
You are trying to defend yourself with forces of nature
To stop the world with tears and anger
You are fighting, biting, shouting, screaming, burning and crying
Tides of desire and resistance
But no one of us is listening
I am sorry
You don’t talk to me
And you know – I can not
Ask you how you feel
I am sorry
Guessin’ how you feel
Maybe you’re already
Bleeding in your heart
I am sorry
All power will be gone – One day
Like that, it’ll stop its tribe and beat
Our identity is tied to earth
We pull the rug from underneath its feet
2x Chorus
You don’t talk to me…
Lyrics: Mona Deutschmann / Music: Ralf Goetzenberger
© 2015 Monality Music, Mona Deutschmann