Soft Rain - André obin, Patrice Bäumel

all that you want from me

you can take it away

there’s no need to justify

how you’re living today

all of these open doors

make you turn the page

i saw you collapse to the floor

whilst I was on stage

a sunset request my friend

might save your seat

all you need in the end

is your soul’s receipt

you’ve got your eyes in the clouds

staring up into space

keep your ears to the ground

ready for the chase

there’s no wasting time

don’t let your love decline

it’s all that the future knows