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About Her

It was not your fault
In your very small world
You were pressed
They confessed
It would be the best
For you
The job you should do

How is it to be alone
At your home
Your whole universe
In these four walls
Shopping is a curse
And TV your lover

That cooking book
That TV-show
That's all you have
That's all you know
Does he dry your tears at night
That garden work
That pralinee
Your're giving just
Your life away
I hope he dries your tears at night

It was not his fault
He does what he was told
Earning money, working hard
The definition of love
Golden rings are your reward
Sunday making love
Is this really love

That cooking book
That TV-show
That's all you have
That's all you know
Does he dry your tears at night
That garden work
That pralinee
Your're giving just
Your life away
I hope he dries your tears at night

Sometimes you dream...
...You would go out at night
With people you call friends
...You had someone who talks
with you about the things
That make you sad
...your birthday present
was no book, instead he wrote
a love song to you...
Sometimes you dream...
You think that's all you can do
You beautiful fool

It's not your fault
It's not your fault
It's not your fault
Is it not your fault?

 

  Anna Rümpler