Who will see the fire
who will follow the flow
How come your ugliness
makes beauty inside my soul

I thought I saw you today
made me weak in the knees
and aware of my insides
for threehundred meters at least

Foul, foul on my heart
Hey hey stop it please
this is growing into something
that feels just like a disease
Foul, foul on my heart
Hey hey stop it please
this is growing into something

Who will see the lighting
who will grasp the unknown
While I’m stepping over lines
you are breaking laws

I thought I saw you today
made me weak in the knees
and aware of my insides
for threehundred meters at least

Foul, foul on my heart
Hey hey stop it please
this is growing into something
that feels just like a disease
Foul, foul on my heart
Hey hey stop it please
this is growing into something
that feels like and endless disease

and appearently we’re always coming
back to this moment somehow
will I ever know what it stands for
will I ever be kissing your mouth
or will my thougts keep returning
and will the riddle never crack
will I always keep on searching
for that what I saw in your eye