Here we stand in ravishing rain
 Joy is like pain
 It feels like a miracle
 You can’t turn back, you’re in chains
 Never again
 Return from a cynical world

 If you feel you’ve loved me in vain
 Why not re-live your guilty love affairs
 In the warm breeze you will cry
 Again and again
 That’s fate for a criminal
 Good intentions lost in thin air
 You were craving for affection
 And a certain invitation
 Led you here to me in the cynical world

 No one but me, in this cold place
 Here we stand in ravishing rain
 I will love and serve you, criminal
 That’s your final consolation
 No never again
 Return from a cynical world
 Now hang on to me, in the cynical world