Killers, won't you come here and kill some time? I've been sentenced to wait here for hours and days Till when maybe she will be mine The lies that you made up to hide your crime I could have used some to tell myself she would come In a more reassuring tone The darkness that you carry inside your hearts And the freedom it gives to let die or let live When your play only has one part In my play, my part is only one of two What will happen to me is not up to me It depends on what she will choose Rain that falls upon my window An infinite circle, drops of the miracle That brought you into my life Love is not only what I feel for you It's the spine and the posture that's been keeping me upright Since the day when I fell for you Sheets between which I'm trying to sleep Have the sweetest of smell, it's of you, I can tell And that's all I now have of you It's the blood that heals the wound