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