Lyricist : Morten Aamodt/Paul Wetzler
Composer : Morten Aamodt/Paul Wetzler
Disguised as a friend, but you don't know me
For you, I'm no more than a throwaway
You steal my time and you're smoking it
The words you're using are violent
I sell my charm just to pay my rent
How far will I go? I am wondering
'Til I'm out of touch with reality
And wish for someone else in this life to be
Lost in a-
Just for a-
Lost in a-
Just for a moment
Lost in the moment
Skies in violet
Just for a moment
No more violence
Just for a moment
Just for a moment
Lost in the moment
Skies in violet
Just for a moment
No more violence
Just for a moment
Just for a moment
Maybe, someday I'll be home again
Getting far away from the turbulence
Slowly disappear in a quiet place
Get my final rest with my mind at peace
Lost in a-
Just for a-
Lost in a-
Just for a moment
Lost in a-
Just for a-
Lost in a-
Just for a moment
Lost in the moment
Skies in violet
Just for a moment
No more violence
Just for a moment
Just for a moment
Lost in the moment
Skies in violet
Just for a moment
No more violence
Just for a moment
Just for a moment
Lost in a-
Just for a-
Lost in a-
Just for a moment
