there are people here and there
but i love only you
their hearts have darkened
or is it my heart that has darkened in its view
for i love only you
the words and deeds of men
have travelled down a darkened path
did i follow or did i lead and where
there is a shadow on my heart
that makes it bleed
when gentle sunlight warms my face
and frees my pen
the threshold of my life has darkened
the candle in the window of my soul
has reached its end
behind the curtain of black lace
and this weary traveler
will not leave his home and hole
the key is set in place and never turned anew
there are people here and there
