Maybe we'll go up to the roof
We'll have this one night
We'll dance without music
Because I want to hear your voice
I want to smell your perfume
Know your hand by heart
Find your hair in the sheets every morning

And don't look at what will happen tomorrow
When I wake up with you or the tank
It's hard to say
Life is, ah

I'll be back late, I'm staying at the studio today
Write you this letter then record it and
Throw it into the fire and burn it
Like paper with dead kings
Photos with ex-girlfriends
Or something else
Just don't tell my mom
And don't tell yours either
because when you find out, it's over

Maybe we'll go up to the roof
We'll have this one night
We'll dance without music
Because I want to hear your voice
I want to smell your perfume
Know your hand by heart
Find your hair in the sheets every morning

Maybe we'll go up to the roof
We'll have this one night
We'll dance without music
Because I want to hear your voice
I want to smell your perfume
Know your hand by heart
Find your hair in the sheets every morning

I want a peaceful life with you
Which I miss
I'd like to have a home with you
I paint the pictures myself

And we'll hang them on the walls
Before the canvas is dry in the morning
We'll go to the roof and look up

Catch the stream of thoughts and don't let yourself be pulled out
Like a kid in a sandbox who finds a dud
I know you will win this and it will be beautiful in the end
I'll grab my pulse and you grab my hand

Maybe we'll go up to the roof
We'll have this one night
We'll dance without music
Because I want to hear your voice
I want to smell your perfume
Know your hand by heart
Find your hair in the sheets every morning