Words and music © 12/03/1999 by Ingo Mohr and Oliver Ding
Where should I sleep? In the bed you made for me.
Where should I sleep? In the bed where you laid me.
Where should I sleep? Was it something to wait for?
Where should I sleep? Was it something we’ll pay for?
And embraces speak a different language. No translation do I need.
And while my head is racing up the wall, my heart beats at a different speed.
My heart beats at a different speed.
Where should I sleep? In the night I can hear you breathe.
Where should I sleep? It’s a chance I just had to seize.
Where should I sleep? Was it something to get the gate for?
Where should I sleep? Was it something to be ashamed for?
And embraces speak a different language. No translation do I need.
And while my head is racing up the wall my heart beats at a different speed.
My heart beats at a different speed. My heart beats at a different speed.
My heart beats at a different speed.
No, it’s no thing to regret. Just dreamed myself back into that bed.
No, it’s no thing that I wish I hadn’t done. I just know it’s nothing new that has begun.
And embraces speak a different language. No translation do I need.
And while my head is racing up the wall my heart beats at a different speed.
My heart beats at a different speed. My heart beats at a different speed.
My heart beats at a different speed.