What's left here for us?
Share your dreams, friend,
Because all of mine are lost.
And was our time here spent in vain?
With overdrawn ideas
And forgotten names.
So this is where we started
If I remember right,
Stumbling through the alley,
Swallowed in the night.
So all I do is listen now
And hang around your door,
Hoping to find safety here,
Hoping to find warmth.
Maybe I'll find
Shelter in your arms.
Maybe I'll find
Shelter in your arms.