I need some pre­sen­ce To light up the dark­ness That sur­ro­unds me. I need few fin­gers To entwi­ne aro­und mine When I fall from that ver­ge. I’m so alo­ne here No-one­’s clo­se, nobo­dy­’s with me, I’m in the abyss. Is it a black hole? Can’t I get away from here And face events bey­ond the hori­zon? I’m feeling nothing so deeply That it almost feels love When sli­gh­tly touched by any­one… by you? Is my emp­ti­ness Reaching the higher fron­tier Or do I feel desi­re? It’s nothing good, I guess Cau­se my hear­t’s been cut from the sour­ce… Well, it dried out, any­way. So, whe­re am I going now? Not too far, nor clo­se with you Nor any­one else, I bet. Just need some pre­sen­ce To embra­ce me warm­ly And say… „It’s alright…”