(Kiske)
Started the day with this song flying ´round my head
Still my heart changes colors seconds led
Makes it hard to move out of bed
A man on TV gives impressions of our time
It won't get deep with your own demons in your mind
Leaves a bad taste behind
I get too many invitations
Too much that we just won´t need
Sugar-smiles are hounding sweet
It makes simplicity unique
So I love the morning sun
A new born smile that's just begun
I never pictured myself so hackneyed
The same old story: you still cry
When the sad part of the film passes by
We never pictured ourselves so hackneyed
Started this song with that day flying ´round my head
And in my heart stays a tone full colored sad
Makes it hard to forget
Yes I believe in those simple, pure, clean ways
But after all I cannot tell you if it stays
Hope it does, hope it pays
I get to many invitations
Nothing's what it seems to be
Reality becomes unreal
A rebel falls head over heels
Refrain:
