In the moonlight I felt your heart
Quiver like a bowstring's pulse
In the moon's pure light, you looked at me
Nobody knows your heart...
When the sun has gone, I see you
Beautiful and haunting, but cold...
Like the blade of a knife, so sharp, so sweet...
Nobody knows your heart
All of your sorrow grief and pain
Locked away in the forest of the night...
Your secret heart
Belongs to the world
And the things that sigh in the dark
Oh the things that cry in the dark...