Back from the edge

Back from the edge

I was sitting alone in the dark room of my heart,
All the candles gone out, the voices were gone,
the world outside was a thousand miles apart.
A book with empty pages and a glas filled up with air,
none came near me, the windows were closed,
like a stony figure I sat on my wooden chair.
 
I´m coming back from the edge, back from the edge.
I`m coming back from the edge, I`m coming back from the edge.
 
Then a flickering light through the keyhole I could see,
I opened the door, saw the light on the Floor,
a bending road began right in front of me.
Led by the road, I came to the ocean of life.
Heared a voice on the edge, turned around and I left,
The sound of this voice was the reason to survive.

 
On the way back to my heart then I was dancing in the rain.
You gave me love, you took away my pain.
Back from the edge, back from the edge,  back from the edge,
I`m coming back from the edge, I`m coming back from the edge, I`m coming back from the edge