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