Water running up to my door
Feeling a little bit drowned
By the flood that is a-coming
Was I thrown against the universe
Forced to contemplate
The beauty of your loving?
I am trapped in my own frame
Master of my lonely time
Will you make us shine?
Your arms are looming from the dark
My flesh the only spark In the dawn of a new morning
Spinning in this ring of dust
Satellite of love
Am I free from falling?
I am trapped in my own frame
Master of my lonely time
Will you make us shine?
