Crawling in the night
He craves some privacy
Greeting the dawn
We spill the last drop of youth
They used to hunt eternal love
And find ways to live again
To rise again
To feel again
You have me
Hold my hand as years go by
You have me
`till the clock strikes good-bye
You have me
To banish gloom and fears
Still you have me
As minutes turn into years
Crying in their arms
He craves loneliness
Burning old poems
Inhaling the scent of time
Hiding from the light
We invent ways to live again
To rise again
To love again