If you had given me just one chance
to prove to you my words were real...

Guiding my boat through calm waters
in the peaceful hours of the night...

Silence enfolded my heart
as your mysterious request for forgiveness...

Let me show you I am for real
and not a puppet on a string...

Once in a while
when it's cold and dark...

Drifting from station to station
with a thorn in my side from your absence...

Nightfall approaches
with sparkling stars...

Imprisoned in a house
where tiptoe love...

I wake up inside tormenting dreams
just to find another tattoo...

Sometimes in life
I wonder if giving in...

In the poring rain
on the cold cobbles of the street...

There's a girl in my class
with secrets in her eyes...