I bleed for you, amber star   At the gates of dawn   I will bleed again until pale death   Takes me into its hands   And I am left on my own      The moon bleeds with me   None has what one wants   The sun never crowned the night   With the richness of its colours...      The passionate play of your fingers   They stir the waters we once knew   And the sun is too late again   To see me disappear in the rain      We all seek something   I never sought anything but this