Sleep Somehow
MARKUS REINHARDT, PETER HEPPNER
it started with a feeling
a special kind of feeling
we´ve lost somehow
idle thoughts are reeling
i´m longing for your touch
but you don´t understand
that it means so much
you leave it up to me
to sleep some
how the anger that i feel
must leave somehow
i hear you breathe... i´m waiting
for the morning light
i miss you... although i´m lying
right by your side
you leave it up to me...
i don´t know why... our time went by
there´s nothing left to feel
except this boring kind of anger
that´s wasting me
you leave it up to me...
a fading night... i feel the light
(of) a day that dawn in grey
overgrowning all my hopelessness... but shadows will
stay...
you leave it up to me