Melancholy midnights spent waiting on your touch
But the head on my chest is nothing but mem'ry
As you stay away and I stay alone
Waiting and waiting
Til you break this stone
Emerges the heart from out of its case
And there you stand, hammer in hand
Breaking through to me
Melancholy midnights imagining your touch
But the feeling of warmth is just in my head
The truth of the night makes the stone fill with lead
And cemented, encased in a lead-fashioned jacket
The ***** within is protected from your radiance
As portrayed by my mind
And I stay alone
Waiting and waiting