Alone I see you stand, and alone you shall Always stay,
For what hope is there of returning your Night to day?
Do I not weep an ocean of tears? But still You ask for the rain,
No spoken word that you may bring could Hold back my pain.
A whisper is your scream, and silence is Your horn,
You and I were meant to be, since the day That we were born,
For the stars that crowned the night of Your birth,
Were the stars that crowned what I love More than the earth.
With every night I say a prayer, that the Moon might share its gaze,
Then forever I shall keep you safe, and I Shall win your praise.
All I ask of you, my love, is nothing but Your living heart,
For this was the gift I gave to you, way, Way back at the start.