At this time, I look around to see,
I do not find a clue,
No one knows what they should know,
Not even me and you,
For I have been a sailor man,
On the high, rough seas,
On this lake I cannot sail,
No raging swirling breeze,

All around the world is turning,
Could I have been undone,
Like the sea-gull trying,
To find,
The mainland in the Sun,

In paths so bright, so dark, so long,
I did not find you near,
The demon chases me around,
My heart, it fills with fear,
In this life I've followed you,
Through the pouring rain,
The demon asks me one more time,
What do I stand to gain?

How alone my lonely love-song,
And this story that is true,
While you lie reclining,
And how,
I drift away to you.