Deep inside of your heart I can see your longing renewed Standing there by the window In silent solitude.
I lingered a crucial moment I thought that I could win But you are in charge of the battle And you are the heroine.
And words are falling like raindrops On a desert where the future has died Where I promised to stand guard for your passion Where the prophet knelt down and cried.
I raised my face to the rainclouds I uncovered the wound in my soul Then I hoped to find your pardon In the depth of a deep black hole.