Wanting more of it and never finding
Wanting more of it but never finding
Oh, she'll come
Oh, she'll come
In the mists we'll seek her
In the darkness of the night
Trees will stare in silence
And the moon - it shall not shine
In the mists we'll find her
With her cold and silent force
Then we'll have to break her
And she'll tell us where to find the stone
Wanting more of it and never finding
Wanting more of it but never finding
Oh, she'll come
Oh, she'll come
And the sun will shine
And the rain will fall upon
Those who wait in tears
Stand in silent pain
You must leave now
You must go
You must find her
And take the stone
Only then the sun will shine again
And the rain will start to fall
Leave and seek now for the rain and sun