For each of our sunny days
For every crack in the facade
For every tiny little scar
There will always be room in me
For each of our love nights
Far too little and too much promise
For breaking what you love
Into which my heart is broken
I don't sing about false hope
No, I want that at the end of this time
Only all the good of us remains
That what was really good
For all the words not said
And for the words just said
For every unused opportunity
For "That can't be called love"
Write for very last letters
For understanding what is happening here
I've been blind for far too long
Into which my heart is broken
I don't sing about false hope
No, I want that at the end of this time
Only all the good of us remains
That what was really good
For all the good and the bad
In the end it was for the best
Into which my heart is broken
I don't sing about false hope
No, I want that at the end of this time
Only all the good of us remains
That what was really good