(Hinkel)
Can you picture yourself on a paper plane
on a wind of change
And which direction will take you away
Will it have the range
And if you still believe in your dreams
And if they make you see
It`s all depending on this careless games
Can you gather yourself from the seeds of love
just for a lark
Or will you watch the world through your colourful glass
even when it`s dark
And if you still believe in your dreams
And they will make you see
It`s all depending on this careless games
Who`s the master ?who`s the slave
Is it true when you tell me there`s a place in the sky
where you can change your mind
Can you see through this mirror without seeing yourself
when it`s you who cries
And if you still believe in your dreams
And they will make you see
It`s all depending on this careless games
The dice have been casted
The world is wasted ?goin` down down down
We`re goin` down