In the tower made of amber she sits like a princess
she has a beautiful view from the window
he gave everything for love
everything is so close
the whole world can be seen from the window
so what, if it's behind bars
When he's in silver armor
he chases his own demons
she is waiting yet knows
just like the horses mane
in a sweet but trapped way
she too is just a trophy
But at night as he's falling asleep
she dreams of an open window
by which she is free to want to fly like a bird
When he raises his voice
he apologizes to his lady
karate as great as her fear
should he raise a hand
he'll buy her dress
and give a pearl
for each tear she shed
But at night as he's falling asleep
she dreams of an open window
by which she is free to want to fly like a bird
and so, she spreads her wings
and in a black abyss pounces
only to embrace his net falling