Memories, they guide me
throughout the dark.
Thinking of your whispering reverie.

Out in the silence,
I hear your melody.
How could I have been so naive?

With nothing to hold on to;
with no love to spare.
I wish that I could have been there.

But here in the dreaded waters,
I stand here alone.
No matter where I stand,
I want you to know

It is not about time,
it is not about you.
I just want you to sing me your reverie.

So please, please
give me a chance
to sing my feelings without a cry.

Out in the silence,
I hear your melody.
How could I have been so naive?

So please, please sing
to me your passionate reverie