Tonight the lamplight swirls and glistens
Melting itself upon my face
I知 hanging my silhouette near the shoreline
I知 swimming underneath in the noontime

Will I ever know what痴 wrong with me
Will I ever see your hand again in mine

Tonight the rain is pelting rooftops
There is no fire to melt the cold
I知 straining to hear a human whisper
And I知 painting images on the soft stone

Now I知 drinking alone
Amidst these figures of stone
I値l raise the glass once again
Then lay my head on the pillow