until she comes again i can hear the things she said i feel no thoughts to move my head until she comes again and with her step i move my feet and with her hand i feel my skin and with her need i find i m saved and with her dreams i m laid until she comes again the sun goes out and night comes in the time goes round and day grows dim until she comes again and with her step i move my feet and with her hand i feel my skin and with her need i find i m saved and with her dreams i m laid i can t be saved from my wounds until she comes i can t be saved from my wounds until she comes until she comes again with all my saving and my sins there s no good reason to begin until she comes again and with her step i move my feet and with her hand i feel my skin and with her need i find i m saved and with her dreams i m laid i can t be saved from my wounds until she comes i can t be saved from my wounds until she comes until she comes again with all her dreams tied in her hand there is no why to understand until she comes again until she comes again the sun goes out and night comes in the time goes round and day grows dim until she comes again