I know one day I have to go
cause there will be another show
this is not a thing I want
but the thought has come to haunt
me in mornings winterbleak
though I hate myself as meek
I always wanted this to last
never saw life passing fast
I wish I were from this pain free
and danced our waltz quite happily
What matters is no will of mine
so I must drink Your bitter wine
the joy of life You take from me
Your will so strong shall always be
my course my final destination
Or could it be my own creation?
Is there still time I do not know
I do not want this other show
it comes too soon my life is here
even though I do not fear
I know I still have much to give
my heart bleeds with my desire to live.
In my world are great things to do
before it´s time to turn to You.