Träumst du nicht

Aren't you really dreaming of me anymore?
Not even when you're feeling lonely?
Not even when life is quiet?

Aren't you really dreaming of me anymore?
Not even when I'm taller,
better looking than I am?

Do you see me and not dream?
I think I won't survive this.

Is there really nothing left in you,
that longs to be close to me,
taking our old paths in secret?

Is there really nothing left in you,
where we used to be close,
more than we ever were?

Do you think of me and not miss it?
I think I won't survive this.
Do you see me and not dream?
I think I won't survive this.