Ive woven these thoughts
into a void of a wind
and theres nothing left for me
at all to give.

Ive made up my mind
that Im going to die
and theres nothing that I can defend
in the distance Im bound
with a joy and a sound
that means more than anything to me

Till you take me home
and sing me a song
and tell me im wonderful
anyway

Maybe theres life today
in this world, if I may
maybe theres pain if you would
more than Ive understood
when ive even forgotten to pray

Then you take me home
and sing me a song
and tell me im wonderful
anyway