I don't know how to say
and if you can't go my way
My blood is sparkling in my head
and spit back and win the day
You shall never pretend
You comeback to Switzerland
Where the lights of my future are still at green
Come and you feel that what we need
The truth is that they lend you away 
Why is it the spirit of the times?
I fly into a rage in this society
and sometimes it hurts like hell
You shall never pretend
You comeback to Switzerland
Where the lights of my future are still at green
Come and you feel that what we need
6 o'clock in the evening on a south-sea island
8 o'clock in the morning on the motorway
New years eve and I don't know where I am
No glass of champagne anymor. I'm homesick again!
You shall never pretend
You comeback to Switzerland
Where the lights of my future are still at green
Come and you feel that what we need