When will it start? My patience knows no bounds
Should I assert myself and risk it all just crashing down?
The heat of the earth, the cold of the air
The song of your throat, the colors of your hair
Please wait for me, and I'll be back again
Real demons are inside this place, real demons are inside this place of mine
When will you dance? A pleasure won't confound
If you'd just crack a smile instead you might not pull it down
The heat of the earth, I'll give it a prayer
The song of your throat, how I wish it was there
Please wait for me, and I'll be back again
Real demons are inside this place, real demons are inside this place of mine