Burning Candles

Take my heart, take my soul

but tell me, when will I know I'm ready to go

A luminous light or a voice perhaps,

calling to me so that I'd know

Take my arm, hold it in yours

while I let everything else go

and then I'll know no home

Soaring, gliding, flying; finally free

from the hell and heaven as well,

that were always down here

weren't they?

I'm no fool,

I'm wiser than you know,

so tell me before we go

what is it that is happening

is it a chapter or a book that's ending?

Will I ever be able to read it again,

or would it be lost forever and ever

curiosity is only natural,

don't take me for a fool

just answer all my enigmas

before you take me with you