The way it was before
I only ever worried—
about love lost
and love found
about love given
and about love profound
The way it was before
I only ever sang—
songs of freedom
and songs of pain
also the songs of angels
and songs of quiet disdain
The way it was before
I only ever saw—
dying sparks
and others' toil
also their lonely lives
in their lonely soil
But in the present
I only ever wrote—
about crushed dreams
and endless demise
about aimless groping
and about shining lies
In this scalding today
I only ever reflected—
how times flow
and how times changed
how fleeting the days were
and how I got estranged
So I look to heaven
and only ever wanted—
peace I had to be back
in my arms once more
so please, help me go home
to the way it was before