Lotte Kestner

Cliff
As soon as you want the kiss Oh how impossible it is to I wish that we were kids I'd cross the floor and I would ask you to dance I was never afraid of that I'm always on the run and I hate copy past for god's sake I had the upper hand Smooth as a stone that'd worn away in the sea But I like it even more Climbing too high where the air is thin I'm on a cliff Can you keep me away from it Aus Songtexte Mania