it’s been more than two years when i got the key. it sits there and whenever i try to open a lock somwhere it reminds of the moment it was given to me. tonight we had a beer with christoph once again – it felt like an eternity since we had met (excluding tuesday) and still it took a split second to get back on track. that’s how friendships are made, kept and prepared for the future. some people, like christoph and me, always connect, no matter how or where they are. even if in between i have met astrid and finally bought this apartment together – the key was always with me. it locks an apartment thousands of kilometers from here and still it feels good to know that somewhere out there, there is another place i or better we always can go to. your key is on its way.
i believe.
I always want to fallow one way…but every time when i said: ok now i am ready, lets go…then something happens. Example, tonight i receive some message, for the moment i felt good and i said it can be, maybe…but something happens (again)…. The person you think you know at the end its seems is not like you aspect….”Life is not pink”
You once told me I wouldn’t know it enough
Well, let me tell you something
Yeah, I do
You once told me I wouldn’t feel it enough
Well, let me tell you that
Baby, I do
Sometimes I find myself in a sea
In a dream that’s so far away
Sometimes
Tell me what’s happened to me
Sometimes I see myself falling
Although I don’t show it much
Sometimes I’m crazy for you
Well, maybe I’m fine
And tell me you’re mine
Andain