Behind your pride, my dear
Where does your love hide?
Can you hear
The trumpets sounding out in the night?

When the bridge goes up, my dear
Will I have to jump?
Can I clear
the ditch That rings you round so wide?

There's no meaning in what we say
If it can fall apart this way
Remove the tongue, take the voice away
If you do

I still make a sound
That can bring walls to the ground

Are you locked inside? Oh my!
Well, is the tower high?
Can you hear?
The sound of a soul in lust
Will turn those walls to dust