At the very end of Mozartstrasse
There is an old house.
The garden is overgrown
Cats are playing in front of the door
It looks like a fairy tale.
And in this one house
you lived there
you liked me even as a little boy.
you asked me
whether we would get married later
but I did
I didn't want to.
I said:
Boy, I like you
but I don't love you.
The man
I dream about
Unfortunately that's not you.< br/>Boy, I like you
but love is more.
Let's be good friends
just like before.
We got older
everything stayed the same< br/>and you liked me like you once did.
When I was sad
You comforted me
and asked
why I was crying'.
Sometimes you wanted to< br/>that I would go with you
to dance or for a beer.
But to me you were still a little boy
and I said to you with a laugh:
Boy I like you
but I don't love you.
The man
I dream about
unfortunately that's not you.
Boy, I like you
but Love is more.
Let's be good friends
like before.
At some point you gave up
You didn't ask me anymore.
And when you were gone< br/>that's when I realized
I miss you so much.
Yesterday I saw you walking down our street
and my heart started pounding.
I hoped
You would have come back to me
but you looked at me like a stranger.
You said
You like me
but you don't love me anymore.
The days of your love
that was a long time ago.
You said
You like me
but your heart
that was empty.
You used to have me loved
but not anymore today.
Boy, I love you
today it's clear to me
but I know
it will never be the same
as it was once true.