In the darkest corner of the room,
awaiting inspiration,
hand in someone's hair to keep away the gloom.
From here we watch the party,
from here we watch it all:
We witness people laughing,
we witness how some fall.
And we are also falling,
much deeper than we thought,
and I am just here waiting,
just waiting to get caught.

Oh I get so caught in lyricism,
every situation creates a mess
but I fear this one contains perfectionism.
You tell me not to think so much -
you're right, so I give in.
I leave my doubts to be an afterthought
and decide, for you, to live in sin.
We leave this darkened corner we're in,
and head for center stage.
I know already, this situation here is Love,
now I want them all to see
how my heart in happiness thrives herein.