First: when the bad times come I need to know: "will you be here?" When surrendered and trapped i'll cry Will you stand by me? Hold my hand when it shivers Cause i hear them coming My breath hard and the fever The blood in my throat and in my temples Exhausted by fear when i need to rest YOU Would i hide here? In the bottom of your cellar, under your sheets Would i hide here? A walk through the cold struck down by hunger And the light of your room at night Can i trust the light? When i am not gone after year 2000 because of you Will you bring me books, books of truth And hold a little candle? Stand still please, stand still and under the threat Would i hide here? In the trunk of your car or in your bathroom Would i hide here? Would i hide here? In the bottom of your cellar, under your sheets Would i hide here?