Pressure's building in my head
Many things have now been said
Last night I held you next to me
And wished the future we could see
Tears were falling from my eyes
On your shoulder they did dry
We were searching for that flame
Now we're not sure what to blame
Now I'm drifting off to sleep
Wondering if my heart will beat
Maybe tomorrow a new day will dawn
And this dream will then be gone
I'll awake and you'll be here
In my arms for many years

March 9, 1994