Innocente

Delerium

You can't see my eyes

You can't see my eyes

They don't see yours

Hear me when I say

They don't mind at all

It's the rain that I hear coming

Not a stranger or a ghost

Its the quiet of the storm approaching

That I fear the most

Its the pain that I hear coming

The slightest crystal tear

Drops to the ground in silence

When my love is near

Darling, when did you fall?

When was it over?

Darling, when

When did you fall?

When was it over?

It's marching through my door now

The stoney cold of lonesome

A bell tolls for my heart

And now my lonesome song begins

It's marching through my door now

The stoney cold of lonesome

A bell tolls for my heart

And now my lonesome song begins…