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.