A Guest

We're just a guest.
Where ever we go
there's indifference
hatred, love, love, love.

I believe in miracles
and you are one.
So I believe in you
and in what will come.

You are the one to hold me
when I fall.
You are the one to hug me
when I cry.
You are the one to kiss me
when I need you.
Flowers, roses, kisses,
Red is the colour of love,
don't you think?

And you got drunk and got sick
and slept in my bed
to sober up again.
„Party hard“ is what you said
and crawled out of the bed
to get your clothes
and you left
to get drunk again.

Like you weren't my boyfriend
but a visitor.

Beautiful nights and the stars
and your hand holding mine.
I could feel your love
and I thought your eyes
were the mirror of your soul.
Then I had to learn that
it was just a lie.
You were a lie.

Believe me,
you betrayed yourself
as that guest in my life.

Oh, we loved each other
and happiness was what kept me going,
I was blind.

One day, you didn't call
and you didn't come 'round the next day either,
Days later we talked and you were cold.

Like you weren't my boyfriend
but a guest in my heart.

I wanted you to be part of my life.
And that's what you were:
Just a guest.