Lost Songtext
von Brenda Kahn

Where are you going
With that lool on your face
I can
I can do it again
Eyes present to the dark
It′s too late to sleep
And the neighbours are swearing
Something in spanish
But I know one thing You're my hero
And my prison
My jewel, my plague
Delmore and edie wouldnt make bad lovers too
Just like me and you
Live at a distance
You′re lost
In your own personal
Holocaust