Flaming Torch

Now I know what you want
 But I don't know how to give it
 I think our life together has been cursed
 I don't know which one of us is worse
 Is it the one who lies or the one who hurts
 It's a crime, it's a crime
 I'm always in the wrong place in the wrong time
 You say I should be there
 You don't tell me where you're living
 It serves as ammunition for my verse
 I practice spiritual research
 Among the ancient ruins covered in dirt
 It's my work, it's my work
 I'm always in the wrong place in the wrong term
 True love is your guiding light
 It's like a flaming torch
 You can see magic in the night
 As the flames start to distort
 I can hear bells again
 I hope they never stop 'em ringing
 They remind me of the distant past
 Looking through a window's stained-glass
 When the pledge was made
 And the spell was cast
 It's a crime, it's a crime
 I'm always in the wrong place at the wrong time