Darkness of my soul

When I feel the darkness in my soul,
my eyes staring into the night,
without seeing .... without knowing.

When I look into the darkness of my soul,
I am whispering for a light to shine upon my path,
without hoping ... without feeling.

When there is coldness embracing my heart,
I am longing for a tender touch,
with a smile ... with a sigh.

And I stretch out my arms,
and I raise my voice ...

to be held and to be heard.

And in the hour of my despair,
I hear a tender murmur in the air.
I feel a gentle touch upon my skin,
a warm kiss within.

With a cry and sigh I tumble down,
leaving the nightly embrace, letting down the depressing gown.
I rush into your arms and light,
gently being cradled by my guarding knight.

And you will hold me ... and you will hold me.