I'm sorry if I sound angry, didn't want to be the one I've become.
I just feel like pressed into a shell that isn't meant to be mine.
How shouldn't I argue about it?

I'm right on the edge with this feeling.
Don't know anything anymore, for all I do is feel,
there is no room left for thinking, for planning.
Now I can only feel, and my feeling focusses on you.
My universe is centered on you, and I can't find any way out,
every road that my senses guide me to just leads to you.
And every breath that I take delivers your scent.

I don't know how it happened, just, that we kissed.
Silence, no hearts beating for this sacred moment.
No wind flowing, no water falling.
Still, your friend comes in, entering the scene.

Forgiveness is not for sale,
still the day that the longing reach their aim,
is of a glory unspeakable.
- And than you broke it.
First it was me breaking it,
not knowing what to do. And now, that I'm trapped in this web,
rendered helpless, you break it. And you break me with it.

Understand my need to influence you.
I'm influenced by you in almost everything I do.
If I can't question even the smallest of your decisions,
I feel helpless, worthless, small.

We want to be understood.
We want it so hardly,
that we rape our souls for a glimpse of hope in that.

Deutsche Version:Into my arms..