I'm writing you now 'cause it makes me feel better
I'm feeling the grind but I've pulled it together
So far from the arms that held me back down to the earth
So I'm spinning in orbit, scrambled of mind
Up past the atmosphere selling my time
But through all commotions
I've never forgotten your worth
And woah, mein Liebchen
Take the time that you need
But won't you please write back to me
I've pulled out the quagmire, dried off my feet
Been scooped up and fed by the people I meet
I find angels of earth around every odd corner I turn
And as I stand ever stalwart in the face of it all
My mind starts to drift off, meander and fall
Back to days of devotion and shelter for which I still yearn
And woah, mein Liebchen
Take the time that you need
But won't you please write back to me
As I frantically step up to keep with the drill
My overblown synapses firing at will
I'll forever be scribbling my name down in blue or black ink
It's a trek through the fog, pushing hard up the slope
But I'll punch to the peak, tuck my arms in and coast
Down the road to the edge of composure
And right off the brink
And woah, mein Liebchen
Take the time that you need
But won't you please write back to me