In the middle of our lives
I lost the right way led
Myself astray in a big city
No place that I could call
my own I longed for
Peace and rest
there was confusion in me
Then I found a pension
in Rue du Temple
called The House of Thoughts
I'm different from you
You're different from me
We have something in commmon
We should be equal
The woman in the reception
welcomed me with a smile
she said It's nice to
see you here
as our Guest
We offer rest for your body
offer peace for your Soul
then it's up to you
to make them come Together
at their best
Your room has no number
when you'd like your Key
just repeat
these words
I'm different from you
You're different from me
So we have something in commmon
We should be equal
equal
And so the House of Thoughts
Closed it's noble doors behind me
And here
I'll spend some time some days
With oxygen and breathing-space
I'm different from you
You're different from me
So we have something in commmon
We should be equal
We should be equal