We wait
And we hope
Try to make peace without making it up
Knowing you could make it up to us
But you're hidden
And we cry
And we pray,
"Take this bitter cup away"
Or just take it off the table
But you're hidden, hidden
You're hidden, hidden
Where are you
Hidden?
I've tried
To trace
The wind that carries me through my days
But all that I have found to say
Is it's hidden
And I've glimpsed
A flame
Flaring in pleasure as much as pain
And I've asked if I could know my name
Hidden, hidden
I'm hidden, hidden
Where am I?
Why are you?
Why am I?
Where are you
Hidden?
