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