My Room(Live， Rovereto， 1992)

Searching for diamonds in a sulphur mine,

Leaning on props which are rotten,

Hoping for anything, looking for a sign

That I am not forgotten.

Lost in a labyrinth of future mystery,

Tracing my steps, all mistaken,

Trusting to everything, praying it can be

That I am not forsaken.

I wait by the door, wondering

When you will come and keep me warm.

I pray for the end of the night,

Hoping the light will still the storm

Which presently entraps me;

Helpless sea-monster stranded on the shore,

Marooned in an ecstasy of waiting,

I yearn, although knowing that I shall dive no

More

In the tide already racing.

My lungs burst to cry: \"Finally

How could you leave me here to die?

I freeze in the chill of this place

With no friendly face to smile goodbye-

How could you let it happen? \"

How could you let it happen?

Dreams, hopes and promises, fragments out of

Time,

All of these things have been spoken;

But still you don't understand how it feels when I'm

Waiting for them to be broken.