Now I stand here, alone.
I look around me,
And there is no-one,
No-one to hold.

It’s a heavenly day,
Emotional prey,
Ripped, torn, sacrificed,
Tortured delay.
And I got no word, Got no choice,
I’ve got nothing to cling to,
Heavenly day!

So I hang here, in vain,
Am I forsaken?
As I bear this cross,
No ground below.

On this heavenly day,
Emotional prey,
Ripped, torn, sacrificed,
Tortured delay.
And I got no word, Got no choice,
I’ve got nothing to cling to....

On this heavenly day,
Emotional prey,
Ripped, torn, sacrificed,
Tortured delay.
And I got no word, Got no choice,
I’ve got nothing to cling to,
Heavenly day!

Now it’s over, the pain,
From which I’ve saved you.
And there is no blame,
Left to forgive.

On this heavenly day,
Emotional prey,
Ripped, torn, sacrificed,
Tortured delay.
And I got no word, Got no choice,
I’ve got nothing to cling to....

On this heavenly day,
Emotional prey,
Ripped, torn, sacrificed,
Tortured delay.
And I got no word, Got no choice,
I’ve got nothing to cling to,
Heavenly day!