A glassy heart is crying    and for all the dreams denying    never smiles    always on the move       By the years it`s raked with fire    and the heyday of desire`s    far to reach    down and out it lies       The inner fallow land    in a tight spot I demand    the young bliss of eternal dawn       And when all the skies would fall    and a single chance is small    I`ll still toe the line       My heart is like an ocean    when the rain is lashing down    and if all fails and the waves are rising frown       My soul caught in a whirlwind    like the embers in the fire    if not elsewhere, then where is the desire       If not elsewhere, where is the desire