when frightened by change 
serenity clings to my sleep 
and wonders remain 
their world will inherit its 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