My dear friend, we're here again
A very familiar place
All was done, I thought I'd won
A hallowed and fleeting taste
I can't count the endless hours
Perfecting your natural grace
I see the end that I intend
But can't find the path I should take

I'll start again, I'll persevere
But what's the price of perfection?
I won't know
Until it's paid in full

I'll be hunted and reviled
I won't let that deprive me of this sweet
Sweet vision of mine

I'll be here
Don't bе afraid
Promise me
I'll make you so much morе

[Outro]
So grab, hold tight
'Cause you're in for quite a ride...