Tin Box Songtext
von Minute Taker

In a tin box stuffed with souls
Somewhere between first and fourth floor
With coffee cups and stray elbows
I awkwardly stare at the door

In the corner of my eye
Suspends a leather briefcase
I wonder what lies inside
And suddenly I yearn to say


I have love
I have love

In my daydream we are more
All our energies combine
And we are one bright, travelling force
Ascending into the skies

I have love
I have love

Oooo and the lights are flashing by
Oooo I′m alive