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I passed the point of no return

on the borderline-journey

I've heared their order:

show us your license for luck

your license for love

and tell us: how does it feel

how does it feel in a trap

if life was a little path with our name

know that mine would be short and spiral-like

no exit - only one direction

the dead end

as love is a train it would not stop for me

so I wait, let it pass and lie down

on cold old steel - waiting for

the dead end

can't you see the flowers

she asked me every day

but I can't see, I can't feel anything

I'm so sorry baby, I'm in war - with myself

can't you touch the grass so green

and hear the flies and the bees

and the birds in the trees

but I can't hear, I can't feel anything

I'm in war - with myself

can't you feel the warm gentle touch

the sun's fingers in your face

oh no - I'm so sorry dear - I can't, I can't feel

It's the war - inside

I passed the point of no return

on the borderline-journey

I've heared their order:

show us your license for luck

your license for love

and tell us: how does it feel

how does it feel in a trap

if life was a little path with our name

know that mine would be short and spiral-like

no exit - only one direction

the dead end

as love is a train it would not stop for me

so I wait, let it pass and lie down

on cold old steel - waiting for

the dead end

and can't you touch me she asked

you're so cold she said

I'm sorry I can't feel you babe

I'm in war - with myself

I can smell the ice she said

I'm freezing in your arms she said

and we kissed - oh no -

for goodbye