Two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Two hearts waging a war behind trapped doors, year after year,
The shadows are giving way to the glimpses of light
And yet we lie in wait of the night, in wait of the moon.
The story of life echoes in this night’s silence,
The birth of a dream begins;
Your hands, my sweat, your blood and my fate,
Murmuring in this hour;
Kiss me or my heart, bleed me or my life
Do what you do, but do not leave me tonight.
