When I saw the current take you
on the calm sea,
I lost myself at the core
of the silence.
Tied to my flesh
is the longing,
tangled in my mind
the expectation.
Spun in gold
my whole dim soul,
glittering alone.
If you come back home,
make a call on me.
Wide open my heart's door,
a room for you.
Tied to my flesh
is the longing,
tangled in my mind
the expectation.
Spun in gold
my whole dim soul,
glittering alone.
I saw the current take you
on the calm sea,
I lost myself at the core
of the silence.
If you do return,
make a call on me,
I wait for you,
glittering alone.