A glassy heart is crying and for all the dreams denying never smiles always on the move By the years it`s raked with fire and the heyday of desire`s far to reach down and out it lies The inner fallow land in a tight spot I demand the young bliss of eternal dawn And when all the skies would fall and a single chance is small I`ll still toe the line My heart is like an ocean when the rain is lashing down and if all fails and the waves are rising frown My soul caught in a whirlwind like the embers in the fire if not elsewhere, then where is the desire If not elsewhere, where is the desire