Tomorrow i'll be back home

now it`s calm all around this place
nothing recalls of what happened right here
the show is over and we say goodbye
all that remains is a strange kind of fear

a long time I´ve been waiting for that thing to come

am I wasting my life
by doing the thing I love
am I the type of guy
who never ever really could be loved

it`s like a pain in the ass I`m crushed by the
longing for feeling you next to me
it pricks like hot needles in my eyes
I´m afraid of things I realize

oh tonight I don`t want to sleep alone

am I wasting my life ...
.......... who never ever really loves

tomorrow I´ll be back home