(feltenberger)

life as we know it has come to an end
a suburban catastrophe
it´s time to start mourning the death of a friend
who´s standing in front of me

and i can´t stop the hatred that wells up inside
as i look for a glimmer in his vacant eyes
and i can´t do a damn thing ´cause i can´t feel a damn thing
with a hole in my heart that´s a thousand miles wide

´cause the smile has left his face
the portrait of happiness he can´t retrace
gone is the love that once lived there
it´s cold as a stone, cold as a stone

it´s laid out before him with trembling hands
but the parts don´t seem to fit
and the 34 winters haven´t left him as cold
as this one conversation did

and i don´t understand with eyes open wide
why you see love so clearly but it still leaves you blind
and i can´t do a damn thing, ´cause i can´t say a damn thing
and i can´t stop this woman from pushing him aside

´cause the smile has left his face
the portrait of happiness he can´t retrace
gone is the love that once lived there
it´s cold as a stone, cold as a stone

life as we know it has come to an end
nothing can be the same