Caught in the crossbow of ideas and journeys
sit here reliving the other self´s mournings
Caught in the crossbow of ideas and dawnings
stand I

Oh oh oh oh

Reliving the past of the maddening impulse
violent upheaval, the pure driven instinct
The pure driven murder, the attraction of daring
stand I

Why didn´t you call on me
why didn´t you call on me
Why didn´t you call on me
why didn´t you call

[Rowena:]
A wild being from birth
my spirit spurns control
wondering the wide earth
searching for my soul
Dimly peering

I would surely find
what could there be more purely bright
in truth´s day-star

Ooohhh
Why didn´t you call on me
why didn´t you call, call on me
Why didn´t you call on me
why didn´t you call

Why didn´t you call on me
why didn´t you call on me
Why didn´t you call on me
why didn´t you call.