[Music: Flo V. Schwarz, T. Eiermann, Pedro Ferrari & W. Maier / Lyrics: Flo V. Schwarz]. . Leaving me without a trace. You couldn't see my weeping face.
I've got my heart crammed in a bottle. And all the while I fought so little. What is this fear we hold so deeply. To stand alone, alone completely?. .
Headache, the girl, she says she's got a headache. What she needs is just a handshake. Squeezing out of all the bad excuses she can make. . Mornings, there will be some ugly mornings.