Empty, Empty
You empty me so completely I have nothing left
Only the remnants of the fire that burned
Maybe the condensation in my heart
I have nothing left, but was that the point?
Was the point to show that I can do nothing meaningful on my own?
Only good intentions?

Thirsty, Thirsty
Thirsty for a desire, a passion and inspiration once again
Sweep away the ashes and burn a new flame
Come like a flood and bring new life
I have no more strength so please come quickly
Everything is meaningless without you here
I cannot live by only my good intentions