First: when the bad times come

I need to know: will you be here ?

When surrounded & trapped I'll cry

Will you stand by me ?

Hold my hand when it shivers

As I'll hear them coming

My breath hard & the fever

The blood in my throat and in my temples

Exhausted by fear, when I need to rest; YOU

Would I hide here ?

In the bottom of your cellar

Or under sheets: would I hide here ?


A walk through the cold

Struck down by hunger and the light

Of your room at night, can I trust the light?

When I am gone after Y2K because of you

Will you bring me books of truth

With a little candle

Stand still, under the threat

Would I hide here?

In the tunk of your car

Or in your bathroom: would I hide here ?