In the cafe, where she often sits to think
when things turn worse,
she needs to calm down, needs a drink.
Searching for a second soul to talk
she never leaves here as long as she can walk.
But not a single soul at all seems to be concerned.
Nobody can give the feeling for which she yearns.
This time she's got a bit more luck.
Someone sits down and starts to talk.
A friendy conversation grows
and sympathies are shared.
She never tought, this could happen to her.
when you meet a stranger on the street,
you feel this immediate confidence
to say that he's "the one".
when you don't expect those things at all,
this is when you fall in love.
Nothing can be bad enough,
that a helping hand won't ease the pain.
So they talk on.
The hours go by,
it's late at night.
She's not aware.
Just keeps drifting with the tide.
Where usually she drowned her light in alcohol,
now it's mirrored in his shining eyes.
This whole damned place, she thought she knew so well,
is now transformed through a spell,
and though it's still the same,
she feels it deep inside her heart,
the magic that it gained.
when you meet a stranger on the street...
And now she understands that love's a game.
It's a game that helps to bear
or even like your life.
And when you think
you've had enough of life,
then love will be your chance.