I'm sitting on the roof
Looking at the dieing land
With a tear deep in my eye
And blood on my opened hands
Thinking 'bout the past
Bout my dreams that seem to die
Bout all the hopes that we still had
And our faith in a lie

No time to swallow down in tears
No time to think about the sense
No time to share my thougts with you
No time to talk to absent freinds

No time to cry
No time to die
No place to hide
No chance to fight
No more time
No more time
No more time
No more time

This is the point to say farewell
To all the problems that we had
To laugh to scream to smile
To empty off my desperate head
But there is something missing
To bring peace into my mind
And this is your embrace
Your warmth that I can't find

No time to dive into false hopes
No time to run away
No time for survival-dreams
No more time to pray

No time to cry.....