Lyrics

these city lights keep blinding me
your face is everywhere
glowing in that homeless old mans fire
midnight´s long time passed
and I´m waiting for a bus
to take me down to esmereldas house

lazy raindrops climbing down
my nose keep me awake
while I mumble five ave marias
stars are fading fast
and one by one they bow their heads
as we close in on esmereldas house

wet leaves left on the floor
won´t someone close the door
to keep this ruin
holy clean and spotless

a letter on the bed
a story still unread
as I depart from
esmereldas house

I just knew she had to go
to live inside her dream
of deep green woods and dresses made of stardust
guess I´ll have to read that letter
some sweet autumn night
when I return to esmeraldas house