Velvet underground, heaven behind the next door,
Nothing is around, mind needs something more…
Central park is empty, walking in the evening,
Honeyed lips are candy, every you is me…

Look at the sky,
I think, that God is crying…
Moonlight is bright,
Its majesty is lying…
Line after line,
Roads lead to deadlock…
Open your eyes,
You must start to knock…

Strangers are not real, invented games are over,
Closure of a deal, feelings under cover…
World has disappeared, letters should be sent,
Only friends are here, fucking happy end…

Look at the sky,
I think, that God is crying…
Moonlight is bright,
Its majesty is lying…
Line after line,
Roads lead to deadlock…
Open your eyes,
You must start to knock…