Destination
don't look/watch the watch
don't count the moments
don't lie to yourself
what you escape for? (you escape for what?)
your heart has taken captive
the desert has bacome your share
for separateness
now, It's too late
maybe It was my destination
that I stay(be) with you forever
I know, that was my fault
I didn't want to separate
the love needs upkeep
it needs you stay up all night
when the companion's heart is nostalgic
she/he wants consolation from you
don't talk about separateness
don't say anything about going
don't burn this my heart because of (your) fantasy
even don't think about it
it's God's work*
who are we to say...
"it's wrong"
the love is like breath for (both of) us