Tekst
I sit at your feet
Half-awake
Our finer thoughts have faded
We don't have to speak
What's there to say?
A phantom hand is waiting
Please don't say it's over
Not when I came from all this way
Please don't say it's over
Could I be your stone?
Carve away
Until your art emerges
Or make me your home
There to stay
Forget these mortal urges
Please don't say it's over
Not when I came from all this way
We're nearing the golden hour
Still I can feel your power
Urging me on
You don't know what it feels like
Looking into your eyes
Knowing I will wake without you by my side
In the infinite sunrise
I belong to your night
But wherever you're taking me, there's no escaping the dawn
Please don't say it's over again