put me on a ship that sails early in the morning
it’s time, time to say farewell, farewell and goodbye
to all this rambling and fighting
all this sweetness and delight

we where supposed to be the glue and the paper
the sweetness and delight

nothing’s gonna be ok
and everything will turn out wrong
the trains have already left
and it’s too late for forgiving

put me on a bus that leaves
far off from my demons
I thought they where enough
but you’re making it harder now
you’re making it making it harder now

nothing’s gonna be ok
and everything will turn out wrong
the fishes are dead by now
and it’s too late for excuses

so I leave my heart right here
beside you on the table
I have no use for it anymore
it is worn and it is weary
just like your face
after all this fighting
all this sweetness and delight

we where supposed to be
sweetness and delight
sweetness and delight
sweetness and delight

so I leave my heart right here