Am I supposed to let it go?   It's been dark and empty since I don't know   On my way downstairs I turned back, home   I didn't dare leaving the telephone      I pray the rain won't fall   Oh lord don't let it fall      Keep my brother safe from harm   I pray the wind will blow   Oh lord just let it blow   Blow him back into my arms      Your mother called me up, said your car was found   It was parked unlocked, but you weren't around   She was crying saying that there's still hope   I said, yeah for sure, but lord, I felt none      At night when there's a sound on my windowpane   I just can't go back to sleep again   Still half dreaming a tought that's you   Returning without a clue of what you put me through