Player Beaten By the Game

On a misty morning a quarter to sunrise

You′re strolling through this empty town

Lost your way in every respect

Unsure what you're searching for

Passed away from the fire

Your heart′s such a burning desire

For love

Where is the reason for this divorce?

And like a player beaten by the game

You start winning again

Pidgeons on empty market places

Her picture still in your hand

You laugh about those garments with laces

Your dream is empty your glass in the sand

Passed away from the fire

Your heart's such a burning desire

For love

Where is the reason for this divorce?

And like a player beaten by the game

You start winning again

Lemmings are canned in suicide maschineries

You see red lights on rainy streets

With your bike in the rain you take a joyride

Believe in love and you will survive

Passed away from the fire

Your heart's such a burning desire

For love

Where is the reason for this divorce?

And like a player beaten by the game

You start winning again