Lyrics Black - Schiller, Jette von Roth

Black

It pleases me;
it’s not too strange
Beneath the undergrowth
I hear a sound from another side
I look around for another try
The long way 'round from the other side
Down to the ground just another try
I need nerves of steel
Nothing’s been the same
It’s not always white
Sometimes it’s black inside
It pleases me;
I feel a change
My hands are trembling
I got a flame that burns inside
I cannot hide this change
It pleases me;
it’s not too strange
Beneath the undergrowth
My wings open wide and I realize
It’s not always white
Sometimes it’s black inside