For which the lies you gave to me,
Your love is gone for the faking.
My love for you is all but good,
For my heart be dark and gloomy.
But ill be here for you,
Too hold your hand through and through,
I'll be the one to hold you tight,
Till mornigings first light had turned to night.
Our hearts both differ,
In the one is fire and one is ice,
And yours has been stabbed not long ago.
You are not alone,
Just look in the dark to find the light,
And ill lead you from this place of night.