serenity clings to my sleep
 and wonders remain
 their world will inherit it's meek
 and wicked's the taste
 you feel when the mysteries arise
 i've fallen from grace
 because of her treacherous eyes

 you don't know
 so alone
 i'm coming home

 and beauty's disdain
 attends to these virtuous lies
 she tries to restrain
 the ardent and amorous eyes
 and wicked's the taste
 you feel when mysteries arise
 i've fallen from grace
 because of her treacherous eyes

 you don't know
 so alone
 i'm coming home