Watching flies,

with your eyes,

watching them bumping against,

the window again and again.

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Dark ist the night,

your longing for light,

getting discouraged,

again and again.

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Watching the fly,

wondering why,

she’s bumping against that,

window again and again.

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The fly wants the light,

wants to be outside,

can’t see the window,

can only see the light.

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For you it might,

be quite alike,

becourse your longing for light,

like the fly,

like every creature on earth,

your longing for light,

your longing for light.

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Maybe God is talking,

can you see the sign,

Maybe God is talking,

can you see the sign?

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Maybe God is talking,

when he shows you the fly,

He shows you the trap your caught in,

but you can fly high,

your not like the fly.

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Maybe God is talking,

can you see the sign,

Maybe God is talking,

can you see the sign?

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Maybe God ist talking,

when he shows you the fly,

he shows you the pattern your in,

but you should not give in,

you should not give in.

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Maybe God is talking,

can you see the sign,

can you see the sign?