Indian summer

REFRAIN
If I can see her she reminds me of an Indian summer
and of colourful trees
If she's standing behind me, I have no fear of dying,
because I would die nearby her.
The summer turns too high

the coffee's already on the table and the radio is on.
it's the first day of Autumn
And I have to turn the morning light on, on the outside it's still dark, the nights are getting longer.
Where remained the days, the summer disappeared without a trace
where is the sunlight in my face
which has woken me up. I sweep under the rug
all the problems, that worry me.
But she helps me

In the last few years she has become my inspiration my good soul
the good angel on my side
Yes I've tried to be wide eyed and every day to save my own hide,
but this hide flows slowly off.
yes she is the only constant thing in my life with ups and downs, she's the only eternal.
Yes I walk on by, head up dry my little tears away
and follow fast the calls from the wild inside

What would I do, for a day or two
If she would leave, I would get out of my head
like an arrow in the brain
If I turn away from this stabilizing pole on my side,
It would be like a fist that strikes me