If you spend nights behind steel bars gazing upon the moonlight
I’ll live though a loss of one’s true touch
Amongst deep cuts; they do scar thy heart and hand
Raise once more my dear old friend, let’s roam the night
Hence before our strange miss sight
No words could be spoken that would make them understand
For you will never be tamed by any other man
On the other side of the window
Sadden and scared I watched as my life walked away
I reached out afraid of losing you I had no grasp I couldn’t hold you    
What you always were
Is the key to my heart