• Desolate dreams and long gone memories,
    Oh, they haunt and prowl
    the long nights of solitude in my mind.
    For every silent dream of light
    The brilliance of your heart quivers
    In my moonlit winter hands.
    Oh, I've breathed a billion breathes
    And cried a million tears more,
    I've known so much agony
    In the evenings of time,
    That by morning when I find you
    Cold, alone, and scared
    At the front door of my heart,
    I'll know for sure
    Through all my aching suffering
    That my heart beats pure for yours,
    And I'll take you in my arms,
    Sheltering you from the darkness I thrive;
    Giving you life through
    Desolate dreams and long gone memories.