Whenever There's The Night

Walking so deeply
Looking where the tide leads me
Between fantasy and pining

Sitting at the window
Dreaming and deceiving
A place where passion is waiting
Sleeping in the wind

Wandering so sleeply
Neverending masquarade
I'll join the façade and hope to be free

Sitting at the window
Dreaming and deceiving
A place where hope is longing
Weeping with the rain

Purity comes alive from the snow
A crystal eve with such ecstasy
For a poet staring to see
Whenever there's the night

Purity comes alive from the snow
A crystal eve with such ecstasy
For a poet staring to be
Whenever there's the night

No, it's definitely a lyric :P