Oh dear God
do not think this is odd...

Alone, without you
feel a pain...

Light glowing
in the morning freeze...

Deep in my heart
I know it is true...

In my dreams
everything is clear...

Blood running red in the gutter
Wind blowing cold in the streets...

You are yin to my yang
laughter to my smile...

My head unfurnished and hollow
no flowers in the window...

I am young at heart
and so are you...

All the things we lost in the rain
can never be recovered again...