Amber, when the rain falls down
I think of you and forget a frown...

On a cold night I hope you're warm
With thoughts that gently swoon...

Nobody wants to talk to me,
So I'm a lonesome man...

He was a simple man nobody loved;
So one day he was just done...

Just as before, I leap in someone else's ocean
And their sea of troubles becomes mine...

Lost love, regained, is no longer lost
But the lady who wants it at any cost...

I wish we had a chance
To do the things that lovers do...

I'm westbound on a train to see you
And don't know what face you'll make...

I miss you and it's not over:
The thought that I could be your lover...

I don't know what you see in nothingness
That calls your name with such gentleness...

Who could know what I know, at the end of the
world...

Gentle butterfly watching the silver moon
With twisting colors that shimmer and swoon...