German Lyrics

No psychic warning

You would leave me in mourning

From childish seductions

With familiar conclusions



High on the pavement

Then so low in the airport

No text book on therapy

Will stop me admitting defeat



If my english were better

could I've curved this disaster

I don't know



The sweetest of flowers

On the crudest of altars

I confide in a picture

as I'm breaking my promise



That if I just hold it together

I can curve this disaster

I don't know

I don't know



If I'd just found the humor

Could I've curved this disaster

Well I don't think so

I don't think so



Make it beautiful now