From Brooklyn Bridge to Saint Petersburg
Every border and boudoir around the world
From the Bull Run to the Renaissance
Through Reformation, the Cold War, Vietnam
I'm the movement in the corner
Of your eye
The shadow
In the dead of the night
I'm the figure
In the edge
Of your dreams
I'm waiting
For you
To notice me
You know my dear
I'll never turn away
Forget your voice
Avoid your case
I'll be there
Behind your shoulder
I love you more
As you grow older
To a sunny day
Or a starlit night
We'll come together, babe
You and I
And you'll look
Into my face
And lose yourself
In my embrace
No one loves you
Like I do
Nobody
I love you(x3)
To death