It's the middle of the night and I'm not sleeping,
Because I send you a thousand thoughts and I miss you more and more.
You're lying next to me, I can't feel you
And I can Don't ignore the fear of losing you.
Believing that you're fine and that you don't think about me
It hurts me, it's a bad feeling that tortures me so much lt.
Do you never think back to our early days,
Where it was good just to be in love
And to hope that you were enough for the other?
And when did that day come , when there were first doubts,
Whether our path is really endless?
What can you do when your heart is burning,
When the flame eats deeper and deeper into your soul?
What can you do when your heart is burning?
When there isn't much left of love except ashes?
What can you do?
Where does the hate that tempts us come from< br/>Again and again attacking to fight every bit of nothing?
We stab ourselves with razor-sharp words,
Cut our love - we are helpless.
What can you do if the heart burns,
When the flame eats all hope from the soul?
What can you do when the heart burns,
When there is nothing left of love except ashes?< br/>There's nothing you can do...

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