Calling, beckoning
Reaching out
So I could touch
The ember
That you are
But I play
The water…

I put you out.
We tremble, we tremble
Every one's in panic
Will you die? Will you let yourself die?
Or will you light up again?
I need to know, if your passion for this
Is true

Flickering flickering, your mind deciding
Whether or not it's a good idea to live
And these things they flash in sequences.
Never could imagine that they exist
Now you, ask why?
Why should I go on?
Is love enough to make this strong?
Now would you help me through?
Even if you'd fear that I'll kill you

And I call for you
Scared to scare you so I fall to the floor
And I long for you
See me, to hear me is what I implore
And I call for you
Scared to scare you so I fall to the floor
And I long for you
See me, to hear me is what I implore

It's true, I long for you.