What, what would I donIf I can't have younIf I can't have younWhat, whatnIf I can't have younnHere, here I amnOn this black rivernDotted in timenAnd the mangrovesnThey grownLike our lovennStronger than the time spentnDown in the valley belownnTake, take my handnAnd push to the sidenAnd come insidenAnd your hair it growsnAround your earsnLike a mysterious posenThat's musicnTo my fears, that will follow the yearsnDown to the valley belownnWhy did you come in the nightnYou hardly like menYou like people strong and freenThat's not like menI am caged in chainsnOf my own sad naturenHow do you change so fastnLike my face in the looking glassnI hardly recognize it