Firestorm (1984)

I was born lonely, wandering wild, blind in the sunlight, lost by the sea.

Dreaming of shelter, never a *****, in a desert of power and cold luxury.

I used to dream, but now I see you. Your face upon the silent night that covers me.

Your smile that flames and disappears upon the sea. I always dream I see you coming back to me.

Heart like a mirror, chill and serene