If thougts could kill
By Frank Peter Hermsen

Good bye Mr. Happiness

I hope to see you again

Mr. Happiness

I´ve got to swim through the rain

To come home again

To the place where I was born

To return again

Into the eye of the storm

The eye of the storm

Because I see the sadness of the night

Can´t see this world by candlelight

Pictures in my eyes

My mind´s filled up with lies

Oh no, I don´t like this town

And I´d wish to burn it down

Whatever I do I know it still

I would be dead if thougts could kill

Hello Mr. Lonlyness

It´s nice to see you again

Mr. Lonelyness

I´ve come straight through the rain

To be here with you

Deep in the eye of the storm

To be here with you

The place where I was born

The place where I was born

My hopefull mind is buried deep

My suicide is only a sleep

A sleep