Peter, Peter, Peter-
I look out as the city sleeps
Tossing in its slumber
And open windows are watching
Waiting for the thunder of the day
But only I see demons fly, harmonize
And the earth has torn asunder
The hidden sun illuminates but doesn't warm the day
And yet...

It shows me where my lover lies when we meet the dawn
Night fades softly, and dawn looks down on empty streets
But soon he'll cross the crowded walks of early afternoon
At last this long for days here a man is coming home
The sun burns brightly now and soon I must be gone
Back into the shadows now for now I can only wait
But wait I can for him to come and make me whole again