I felt you in my dreams, I saw you
in my sleep. The days before it all
began I'd washed my hands of love and sin.

I sat alone and held my breath
hoping it might cause my death.
But every time I would try the only
thing that came to mind was the
feeling felt deep in my spine, an 
ache so pleasing a pain so deep 
I had to find who this may be.

I see his face yet dark and gray, 
How will I ever learn his name.
I close my eyes to try and sleep 
hoping he will come to me.

I see...