Here once again so far from home;
Alone at the side of the road with no place to go.
To sit in despair, did I travel so far?
When all I desired was you rest in my arms.
Evening descends on a frigid clear sky:
Adorning the darkness, a distant cold star.
On the palm of my hand I can balance that star,
As here in my mind you rest in my arms.
Wretched men sing in wretched love's tones
When love is denied and turns cold as stone.
For cold you've become and distant you are,
But here in my mind you rest, warm, in my arms.
