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Tekst : Decade Eight - The Other Side Of The Wall.

I´m sitting here
Have nothing to do
I have to think
To think of you
I am here
At my side of the wall
Without you
My world is small



Refrain :

At the other side
Of the wall
You are waiting
For a call
You are waiting
To hear my voice
But because the wall
I have no choice



I miss you so
I'm going crazy
I have no interest
In other ladies
But the wall is here
I can´t see you
The wall exist
I can´t feel you



Refrain :

At the other side
Of the wall
You are waiting
For a call
You are waiting
To hear my voice
But because the wall
I have no choice



The wall is high
I can´t scream over
You will not hear
And I can´t come closer
What can I do
To tear down the wall
That you hear
My next call?



Refrain :

At the other side
Of the wall
You are waiting
For a call
You are waiting
To hear my voice
But because the wall
I have no choice
At the other side
Of the wall
You are waiting
For a call
You are waiting
To hear my voice
But because the wall
I have no choice



I´m sitting here
Have nothing to do
I have to think
To think of you
I am here
At my side of the wall
Without you
My world is small



Refrain :

At the other side
Of the wall
You are waiting
For a call
You are waiting
To hear my voice
But because the wall
I have no choice



I miss you so
I'm going crazy
I have no interest
In other ladies
But the wall is here
I can´t see you
The wall exist
I can´t feel you



Refrain :

At the other side
Of the wall
You are waiting
For a call
You are waiting
To hear my voice
But because the wall
I have no choice



The wall is high
I can´t scream over
You will not hear
And I can´t come closer
What can I do
To tear down the wall
That you hear
My next call?



Refrain :

At the other side
Of the wall
You are waiting
For a call
You are waiting
To hear my voice
But because the wall
I have no choice
At the other side
Of the wall
You are waiting
For a call
You are waiting
To hear my voice
But because the wall
I have no choice



© by Stefan Creuzburg.