Hey, you, your lover
Is calling out to you,
But it's your choice,
Will you go out to him?
The night is black,
The moon is covered
With a thick cloudy veil,
You can go out to him,
Nobody will see you,
Nobody will follow,
But you, your lover
Is calling out to you,
And it's your choice,
Will you go out to him?
The people are standing
At the window now,
Cheering you on,
Screaming,
You know they're all in your head,
It is your conscience
After all,
So, you, your lover,
Is calling out to you,
For it's your choice,
Will you go out to him?
He is playing a song,
Humming along,
He wants you to join him
In his arms,
So don't dissapoint him,
Go out to him,
But I won't influence,
I'll simply say,
Hey, you!
Your lover is calling out to you,
But it's your choice,
Will you go out to him?
