Angra

(Matos)
Been here for so long
On the morrow I'll dare
Silent and distant
Reaching out, unaware
Stealing the whispers
>From my deepest request
And you watch me
Waiting for something new
My hands, as empty
As my body and soul
Could keep pretending
But in the heart I'd be gone...
Still stare at my face
But lost seem your eyes
Keep hold of the sails
Against the blue sky
Ooh, I'm intending
A way back to the sea
This emptiness burns inside
And leads on for endless miles
Don't let me go