If thougts could kill
By Frank Peter Hermsen
Good bye Mr. Happiness
I hope to see you again
Mr. Happiness
I´ve got to swim through the rain
To come home again
To the place where I was born
To return again
Into the eye of the storm
The eye of the storm
Because I see the sadness of the night
Can´t see this world by candlelight
Pictures in my eyes
My mind´s filled up with lies
Oh no, I don´t like this town
And I´d wish to burn it down
Whatever I do I know it still
I would be dead if thougts could kill
Hello Mr. Lonlyness
It´s nice to see you again
Mr. Lonelyness
I´ve come straight through the rain
To be here with you
Deep in the eye of the storm
To be here with you
The place where I was born
The place where I was born
My hopefull mind is buried deep
My suicide is only a sleep
A sleep