Without A Name

I ask myself, what is the meaning? 
  Of words like love, It may be dreaming 
  I may be dreaming, I may be dreaming 
  In fright of love , I holler 
  If not in love , I desire 
  Soon it will pass like a slow procession 
  From far away the shadow is rising 

  It's calling me, It's calling me, It's calling me, It's calling me, 

  Will it be wrong or right? 
  Will it come with delight? 
  Will it come with a curse? 
  Will it be better or worse? 
  And sweet with every sound? 
  Will it stand on solid ground? 
  Save me from myself, darkness reigns at twelve 

  I am falling, I fall for you, I am falling 

  Dead water, dead sand, dark clouds will descend 
  Here where all broken hearts 
  Cherish solitude in the dark 
  Sometimes I picture you, sliding into substitutes 
  Not knowing if I'm strong 
  Not knowing what's begun 

  I fall for you, I fall for you