Waiting for a sign from you
Waiting for the signal to change
Have you forgotten what true love can do
Is this the end
Can we still be friends
Walking through the city
Your boots are highheeled and shining bright
The sun was sparkling on the shaft of your knife
Blue flower in the morning rain
Dying in my hand
It was all in vain
Superstar in your own private movie
I wanted just a minor part
I'm no fool i know you're cool
I never really wanted your heart
Before the dice were cast
I never would have dared to ask
Your eyes are windows to another world
Is this the end
Can't we still be friends
With a cheetah on a chain
No one dared to put you down
It's not that cool with me around
Blue flower in the morning rain
Dying in my hand
It was all in vain