Help Us Make Our Peace Hothouse Flowers

Here on my own
I try to tell you just how I feel
You've known me 24 years
You have waited on me
Now I stand innocent or guilty
A boy or a man
Now I stand innocent or guilty
A boy or a man

See the moon the stormclouds are fast
And the nights have flown
To lands of tears and agony and wild winds blowin'
Blow sweet wind of charity
Help us make this peace
Blow sweet wind of charity
Help us make this peace

Isn't it strange what we're seeing?
Isn't it strange how we've been going on?
Strange
Communication
Broken down

I watch you stand by the mirror
Remove your makeup I prefer it like that
I know it's been said so many times
But it needs to be said
Touchеd for the last time
And I feel how your pulse on minе
How we can be so physical
Without a word
Without a word
Not a word