My dear impulsive darling
I suspect my letter got to you too late
And it´s really just a silly fragment of paper
But it means so much to those who wait
All the suffering days and nights

Till I dare dream again
There you suddenly stand and I´ll be damned
If you didn´t disappear with the dawn

Hours pass and darkness comes
Soon I will close my eyes
Will you return if you don´t reply
You´ll be taking my life in your hands
You´ll be taking my life in your hands
Taking my life in your hands

I don´t know why my dearest darling
I can´t tell you how I feel when you are near
When I see you have returned my letters unopened
I will tear them up, your voice ringing in my ears
But you´re kidding yourself if you think
This correspondence will end

I can always pretend words I don´t
Have the courage to send reach you

Hours pass and darkness comes
Soon I will close my eyes
Will you return if you don´t reply
You´ll be taking my life in your hands
You´ll be taking my life in your hands
Taking my life in your hands