Flaming Torch

Now I know what you want

But I don't know how to give it

I think our life together has been cursed

I don't know which one of us is worse

Is it the one who lies or the one who hurts

It's a crime, it's a crime

I'm always in the wrong place in the wrong time

You say I should be there

You don't tell me where you're living

It serves as ammunition for my thirst

I practice spiritual research

Among the ancient ruins covered in dirt

It's my work, it's my work

I'm always in the wrong place in the wrong term

True love is your guiding light

It's like a flaming torch

You can see magic in the night

As the flames start to distort

I can hear bells again

I hope they never stop 'em ringing

They remind me of the distant past

Looking through a window, stained-glass

When the pledge was made

And the spell was cast

It's a crime, it's a crime

I'm always in the wrong place at the wrong time