Laying in my „bed", listening to the rain.
Too many things inside my head and
too much problems for my brain

How could I quit them?
Please show me the way out.
Where´s the friend,
the one who feels no doubt

Feel so alone, there´s no home,
where should I go?
Feel so alone, there´s no home,
where should I go?

I´m a broken man, I´ve never wanted to be
but I do everything I can. So can´t you see?

Who will reach me his hand
to show me the way out?
Where is the friend,
the one who feels no doubt?

Under the bridge my life is switched of.
There is no hope
My spirit...broke