To know love is to ache; hurt yourself and repent For in the end all is gone; lights go out, your time is spent If I were you I would retract and lock my heart Concede defeat and admit I was off the mark If I were you I would turn away and hide my face Swallow my pride and then finish ere its all disgrace All of our dreams now laid on the sand To wait by the perilous tides To be washed away into the depths And sink without a trace Just a fool´s hope remains To rejoice is to lapse; fool yourself and repent Mirth will soon turn into woe, reveries to contempt If I were you I would now bring the curtain down Accept my lot and thus fathom out my own bounds If I were you I would rue the day when I was born Cleanse all in life and redeem myself from scorn Remember these words when tide is turning The less you hope for, the less you suffer If you dare to trust, then you shall shatter Lunge from the heights and fall to smithereens And when you come here with charred wings and a defiled heart Wait not for compassion or words of consolation For only a gleeful smile is greeting you