• I'm not that kind of person,
    having a cold heart,
    but I'm hidding my emotions,
    pretending I'm OK.

    I lock myself,
    in a room inside my heart,
    where I can be alone,
    where I can be ME.

    That room used to be all grey.
    But when I met you
    It became so colorful,
    a light was shining bright.

    After you were gone,
    I entered the room again,
    the light was getting darker,
    until it disappeared.

    But the room is not grey again,
    it turned to darkest black,
    no light no more,
    and I can't find the door.

    Walking in the darkness,
    which seems to have no end,
    suddenly I see a light,
    a light through the keyhole.

    So I found the door,
    I want to open it,
    but I have to recognize,
    the door is locked again.

    I can't go out,
    'cause I don't have the key,
    I gave it away,
    I gave YOU the key to my heart.