When the light shows through your window I can see you there in the mirror Touching blond hair that's a river Of translucent, liquid light Are you singing, child? I can hear you here Just by watching lips reflecting Just by watching small breasts rising With the rhythm of your breathing I'm not here now, but I see you there With your blue veins softly tapping skin With the rhythm of your breathing With the rhythm of my thinking Are you sleeping now? I could touch your silver hair While you're sleeping, child, you can feel me here ♪ (Caroline, rise) on the moonlight wire (Caroline, rise) and drink the drug from the crystal vial (Caroline, rise) on the moonlight rope (These are the eyes) of an animal (These are the eyes) of an animal (These are the eyes) of an animal (These are the eyes) (These are the eyes)