If you wanna hold me If you wanna know me again If you wanna love me I've been at the bottom The deep end of the ocean Barely surviving by the dark side of her street Tell her you belong to me Tell her you're mine That you have been blind

Leave me be A snowy owl above the haunted waters Poet of ancient gods Cries to tell the never ending story Prophecy of becoming floods An aura of mystery surrounds her The lady in brightest white Soon the incarnate shall be born The Creator of the Night

Leave me be A snowy owl above the haunted waters Poet of ancient gods Cries to tell the never ending story Prophecy of becoming floods An aura of mystery surrounds her The lady in brightest white Soon the incarnate shall be born The Creator of the Night

If you wanna hold me If you wanna know me again If you wanna love me I've been at the bottom The deep end of the ocean Barely surviving by the dark side of her street Tell her you belong to me Tell her you're mine That you have been blind