Here I stand alone,
With open eyes that seek the glow,
Atop the tower of stone
The raven’s eyes reflect the light,
Of the candle burning bright,
As we stare into the night
Inside of me what is this,
Are these dreams I’ve confessed?
The poison burns me still,
As I’m waiting for the sun
How could this moment have transpired?
To flood my heart with my desire,
I’m a slave to the filth and mire,
I’m unworthy of your sun
But I am wanting,
And I am waiting…
My love is waiting for,
For the sun,
To chase my darkest fears away,
So I don’t have to run
The hands about my wrist,
Whisper the hour is late,
I gaze up at the moon,
To ponder, if not to wait
Is it destiny that’s chosen?
Or is karma the one to blame?
The oracle has spoken,
The bones cast across the plate
Heavy are the hands,
That shuffle the cards of fate,
Heavy is the hand,
That dealt you the jack of spades
Heavy are the hands,
That paint the sky with gray,
Heavy is the hand,
That wipes your tears away
For years I’ve been searching for,
For the one,
To chase my darkest fears away,
So I don’t have to run
Here I stand alone,
With open eyes that seek the glow,
Atop the tower of stone
The raven’s eyes reflect the light,
Of the candle burning bright,
As we stare into the night
I see my life flash before my eyes:
The sun, the moon, the day and the darkest night,
And though it all seems so mundane
I cannot close my eyes to look away.
Don’t go searching for it.
Close your eyes and look away.
My love is waiting for the sun.

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN