(Hannsjoerg Scheid) Frühling liegt über der Stadt In hellem Licht zeigt die Natur was sie zu bieten hat Voller Farben ein Geheimnis das uns immer begleitet So...

(Scheid/Cohen) Moving down the lonely road White lines flicker like a strobe Longing for the morning sun Will the daylight ever come? Bored out of my mind I'm...

(Hans York) I was dancing the California Waltz Lazy, lush, and loose And I remember feeling Everything is fine We can take our time Leave the past behind Wide ...

(Hans York/Tom Armstrong) An empty tin for gasoline Makes a desperate sound when it's struck In the thoughts of a child in these decaying streets In the swirli...

(Hannsjoerg Scheid) Du bist heut bei ihm Liegst in seinen Armen Küsst seine Lippen und findest es gut Denkst nicht mehr an mich Wenigsten für die nächsten Stun...

(Hannsjoerg Scheid / Michael Kercher) Ich dreh mich nicht im Kreis Wo manch ein anderer sieht was ich schon besser weiß Ich fall nicht rund herum Wenn ich grad...

(Hans York / Tom Armstrong) I can breathe against your noise I can feel it in my skin There's a pulse that warms me over As another breath begins From the insi...

(Hannsjoerg Scheid) Kinder haben viel mehr Zeit Sie sind von Dingen befreit Die uns nur im Wege stehen Im Dunkeln gehen Wo ist das Licht Es hat uns doch hergeb...

(Hans York/ Phil Cohen) The falling leaves whisper of love that's dying, Still my mind is telling me to keep on trying And I continue denying what I know to be...

(Hans York) You don't like the sunshine even when it's cold Don't you miss it this time, don't wait 'till you're old And your days are gone morning will show n...

(Hans York / Evo Bluestein) Awoke this morning feeling fine Sun will fall or rain will shine Autumn winds steal thoughts of mine A soaring hawk is circling hi...

(Hans York/ T Armstrong) We never walked down the safest path Which we would feel regret for Standing on fences with our heads hanging down With no risk to kee...

(Hans York / T Armstrong) Wake up, wake up Wake my girls every morning Stand em up, Stand em up Put their warm clothes on tight Feed em well, feed em well Hope...

(Hans York) What if I had met you first, Would you be my baby? What if I had kissed your lips Would that have changed my fate? What if you were right for me Wo...