When your soul is burning off with grief
When salty rain is washing off your dreams
The Spring is powerless to force out the mist
That’s crept into your soul with winter winds
When poignant anguish’s shining through the lines
When reproaches fill your head with pain
The sorrow song may ease you for a while
Song of tears shed in the sand
Spring doesn’t heal you but intoxicates
And your heart is full of painful fright
Your soul is suffering without a sound
Your life is over, you're dead inside
Let my figure come back to your dreams
Let the past be shining through my eyes
Let my voice be cure for your disease
Let me sing a song of love and lies