Coming Home

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 So alone, so alone, and thats why 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 so alone, and that why I'm coming home