It's All Over
JUERGEN STIEHLE, MARTA JANDOVA, RALPH RIEKER, THORSTEN MEWES
Pockets full of frogs and broken toys
Fishing with the boys
My hair in braids
Selling flowers on the dusty street
Yeah, I was really sweet
I loved to play
Laughing, running,
Hiding in the fields
Chasing butterflies
Telling little lies
Now it's all over
Nothing feels the same
And I don't like it
I want it back again
Pockets full of keys and credit-cards
A chain of broken hearts
No time for games
Painting pictures on my weary face
I miss the good old days
It's such a shame
Working, running
Trying to make a stand
Missing butterflies
Still telling lies