From every realm, warmth has laid its hands upon hours
That have felt the caress of a moonless night
Over distant hills and places where darkness surrounds
The features of a soul’s desire to be loved only
For what lies inside

In times of thunder and lightning, there is still ecstasy
Hidden in the love that lies unceasing
Within the thoughts of sweetness warmth embraces
Interwoven in the features of a soul’s desire
To keep breathing

Soon the wheel of fate will spin into a new morning
Until you no longer remember yesterday
Then warmth will steal in with fingertips that play
Along the features of your soul’s desire
To love anyway