There'll always be much farther
You wanna scream, nobody'll get a thing
Of the slightest little delay
Of saying hello, goodbye
Scared to kiss you tonight
Of no longer jumping in puddles
Of losing the thread, cut loose
Of living next to life, all wrecked
Without loving, stopping, disappearing
Scared of the tiniest little word
The one that always comes too late
That we're always scared
There'll always be much farther
You wanna scream or whisper
To see what must be seen
Scared to wake up in the dark
Of no longer dreaming of being
World champion of victories
Scared of the tiniest little move
Scared of the slightest encounter
Of being the one who's for
Of the slightest drop of water
That comes from the sea, from the sky
I think we all feel
Actually I think we've always
I see all our borders
I'm scared of melting
Of the slightest detour, of others
Scared of losing my memory
Of no longer running in the rain
Scared of the tiniest little word
The one that always comes too late
I think we all feel
Actually I think we've always