here we stand in ravishing rain   joy is like pain   it feels like a miracle   you can't turn back, you're in chains   never again   return from a cynical world      if you feel you've loved me in vain   why not re-live your guilty love affairs   in the warm breeze you will cry   again and again   that's fate for a criminal      good intentions lost in thin air   you were craving for affection   and a certain invitation   led you here to me in the cynical world      no one but me, in this cold place   I will love and serve you, criminal   that's your final consolation   now hang on to me, in the cynical world