When your soul is burning off with grief When salty rain is washing off your dreams The Spring is powerless to force out the mist That’s crept into your soul with winter winds
When poignant anguish’s shining through the lines When reproaches fill your head with pain The sorrow song may ease you for a while Song of tears shed in the sand
Spring doesn’t heal you but intoxicates And your heart is full of painful fright Your soul is suffering without a sound Your life is over, you're dead inside
Let my figure come back to your dreams Let the past be shining through my eyes Let my voice be cure for your disease Let me sing a song of love and lies