The moment stopped to see me
wash away my tears.
\"I see you´re changing still!\", he said.

I want you so bad,
oh, I wish that you were here.
\"Try to catch me if you can.\"

\"´Cause I am still as nothing
I´m impossible to see.
I´ve got no temper
and I´ve got no ideas.
Whatever you might think
I´m quite not what I seem.
But please don´t leave me
for all those things you dream.\"

A piece of silence
and a glimps of in between
peals the shadow off it seems.

Nothing ever stays the same
or so they say
except this never ending change.

´Cause it is still as nothing
and it´s impossible to see
and it´s got no temper
and it´s got no ideas.
Whatever you might think
it still slips out the grip
and this description is false and just a mean...
...to live a dream.