If I should be some kind of JesusnI would pray for absolution and peacenInstead of taking the nails from my woundsnThat’s not what a Jesus is supposed to donnIf I should be some kind of geniusnI would find a solution for usnIt hasn’t been, worse than thisnSo sad, such a waste of timenn‘cause it never will come back. (R)nIt never will come back againnnIf I should be some kind of cowardnI would turn my back on to younAnd hide myself from the darkness outsidenThat’s just what a coward is supposed to donnIf I should be some kind of foolnI would believe that your love was for realnLook now what’s left of our dreams So sad, such a waste of timenn‘cause it never will come back. (R)nIt never will come back againnnnYour eyesnYour little eyesnThey ask menTime and againnWas this your idea?nYour big masterplan? (x 2)n