Songtext von Hidden Dimension

If I changed crows' feet into nightingales feet and varicose veins into coral greet If I changed baldness into full moon and corpulence into flying balloon This world would sound much better. This world would sound far better. [Marianne] A word is only a little bird, flying through ears without being heard A word is only a blow of air, blowing through rooms helplessly bare. [Jo] It's just a game of words. Let's search for the hidden dimension.