the epmty page is written now
and I hope you'll read
the perfect game is being played again
again by you and me
and we don't know
that we both know
that there is still more feeling
than we both are willed to show

and just the other day
i passionately swored to god
that i just wouldn't sleep with you again
but hell I fu**ed it up
strong beatings in my chest
and the time I can't forget
is it still love that flows between us
or some kind of game that I'll regret

and when I look into your empty face
I can see your faked smile that tries to fill the emptiness

did I believe this dream?
or did I dream this belief?

and when I look into your empty face
I can see your uncertain smile and behind it I can feel
life's grace
life's grace