Darkest Hour

Years go by
All the land is dry
And the world is wide
Come enjoy the ride
All my golden songs
I found them when I was home
Sold my rhymes like a charms
Took with me from your arms

Open your eyes in your darkest hour
Don’t turn your back on the crowd
Why the cities and the shows
And tomorrows are not that cold
Are the key that we turn for the lonely hearts

In the morning
I’m longing
In the morning
For you

On a cold window seat
Charmed on the light
On a foreign narrow street
I sit down and I write
Like a songbird in a cage
Gladiator who’s lost his rage
Different city, different bed
Lost the melody in my head

And I open my eyes in the darkest hour
I don’t turn my back on the crowd
Why the cities and the shows
And tomorrows are not that cold
Are the key that we turn for the lonely hearts

In the morning
I’m longing
In the morning
For you
In the morning
I’m longing
In the morning
For you
For you

In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning