Behind your pride, my dear Where does your love hide? Can you hear the trumpets Sounding out in the night? When the bridge goes up, my dear Will I have to jump? Can I clear the ditch That rings you round so wide? There's no meaning in what we say If it can fall apart this way Remove the tongue, take the voice away If you do, I still make a sound That can bring walls to the ground Are you locked inside? Oh my! Well, is the tower high? Can you hear? The sound of a soul in lust Will turn those walls to dust