While spring dies and summer gleams
this girl is left alone in the icy streams fool,
although not so young

rain filling up her lungs
sits by the windowsill
holding a clock of steel

always waiting to be sold for a kiss

Sun is gone and hail is here

trains go by.
Oh Why is tonight so clear?
girl is still untouched

now she´s undressed too much
still by the frozen pool
cold as a stolen jewel

always waiting to be sold for a kiss

Trouble is on display

seems like it´s there to stay
always waiting to be sold for a kiss