Lyrics

First: when the bad times come I need to know: will you be here? When surrendered and trapped I'll cry Will you stand by me? Hold my hand when it shivers As I hear them coming My breath hard and the fever The blood in my throat and in my temples Exhausted by fear, when I need to rest YOU Would I hide here? In the bottom of your cellar Or under your sheets Would I hide here? A walk through the cold Struck down by hunger and the light Of your room at night Can I trust the light? When I am not gone after Year 2000 because of you Will you bring me books, books of truth And hold a little candle? Stand still, please, stand still and under the threat Would I hide here? In the trunk of your car or in your bathroom Would I hide here? Would I hide here? In the bottom of your cellar or under your sheets Would I hide, hide here?