Wide Road
Lexy & K. Paul Lyrics

every minute every day,
Each and every minute of each and every single day,

it's not a trace of you,
I can't see any indication or sign of you anywhere,

i call your name,
I speak out your name,

i m walking on glue,
I'm walking with sticky and slow steps,

whereever of love,
Wherever there's love,

a brave new day,
A courageous and hopeful new day,

the winter is off the past,
The cold and bitter winter is left behind in the past,

and many miles away,
Far away, many miles apart,

in the snow and sky,
Amidst the white cold of snow and the blue vastness of the sky,

my heart is a stone,
My heart is like a lifeless and heavy rock,

with the dream of blood,
But with a deep and urgent desire within,

i guess that i m said,
I suppose that I'm hurt or upset,

but i don´t follow you uuuuuuuuu youuuuuu
But I'm not chasing after you or following you,

the real cold change,
The true and harsh transformation,

is the opposite of change,
The reality that nothing really changes at all,

where´s the happy wide road,
Where has the joyful and spacious path gone,

it´s so far and far apart,
It's incredibly distant and separate,

every minute every hour,
Each and every minute, each and every hour,

i depend on you,
I rely on you completely,

i change my restless smile,
I put on a smile that's not genuine or sincere,

in the middle of the world,
In the midst of everything that's happening around me,

fear came out of the dark,
Suddenly I became scared and anxious,

while we´ve played sweet games,
Even though we've had fun and enjoyed each other before,

a melancolic sound
A sad and poignant melody,

streckenweise sind wir kalt,
At times we are cold and distant,

streckenweise sind wir gut,
And yet at times we are good and close,

am ziel vorbei,
Passing by the destination or goal,

but i don´t follow you
But I'm not chasing after you or following you,

in the snow and sky,
Amidst the white cold of snow and the blue vastness of the sky,

the real cold change
The true and harsh transformation,

is the opposite of change
The reality that nothing really changes at all,

where´s the happy wide road
Where has the joyful and spacious path gone,

it´s so far and far apart
It's incredibly distant and separate,