See the little boy
standing so high
look into the water
see him self cry

so cold so high
what’s wrong wat’s right
and nobody can tell you
when you start the fly

tough words of teacher
and tenderness of friends
no one will reach you
it’s up to you in the end
it’s up to you in the end

Maybe it’s tomorrow
Maybe next year
have a look inside your heart
and be shure your time will come

Maybe it’s tomorrow
Maybe next year
have a look inside your heart
and be shure your time will come
and be shure your time will come

See the little girl
looking all around
moving bodies in the flashlight
Heaven in the Hell of sound
Heaven in the Hell of sound

Oh is it to early
for the guis or is it to late
It’s your own decision
when you hesitate
when you open the gate

Maybe it’s tomorrow
Maybe next year
have a look inside your heart
and be shure your time will come

Maybe it’s tomorrow
Maybe next year
have a look inside your heart
and be shure your time will come
and be shure your time will come

Text: MANUKAI
Musik: Markus Kaiser