John Quitte
Her Only Catch
Broken by hunger
She lurks for an easy catch
As soon as a target comes in sight
She impatiently tries to strike

And she wonders how
Her targets can retreat
She always thought
To be the best

    [CHORUS]
Her only catch is the wind
Because she pretends
To be someone she is not
It's like a promise she breaks

Time passes by
And she still starves
Thinks, time's not on her side

    [CHORUS]

    [SOLO]

    [BRIDGE]
But the most important thing
In every hunter's life
Is learning from her mistakes

    [CHORUS]

    [OUTRO]
And after having understood
And after having learned
And by being a bit more patient
The caterpillar becomes a butterfly