[vocals by Tobias Sammet and Bob Catley]
A heart out of affection, a night at the masquerade
You won some
and you're long some
as the spotlight fades
Going forth pretending destination is at hand
When she's crying just a little just
I've seen them set off to the Promised Land
Escaping from the hurtings they don't understand
of satisfaction on account of pristine tears
She's crying just little more just like you
No, oh, no, no
don't you cry, cry a little over me?
Why don't you lie?
Can't you tell me that I am hard to deny?
Can't you see what I am going
Cry just a little for me, oh, girl, a little for me
Afraid to give away what you keep
There's a ghost in your mirror every lonesome night
All those nights are getting colder
and your heart is a frozen
Don't you wonder who'll be there when you awake?