Ooh...when the sun comes up
And the shimmering light is just too much
That's when you know you've had enough
Ooh...when the sun comes up
There's no word for how you feel
There's no word for how you feel
Ooh...everything is made of glass
One false move, and it will crack
Oh how you wish the sun would just turn back
Ooh...and everything is made of glass
But there's no word for how you feel
There's no word for how you feel
There's no word for how you feel
There's no word for how you feel
"Not even in, German"
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