Strange face, with your eyes. So pale and sincere. Underneath you know well. You have nothing to fear. For the dreams that came to you when so young, told of a life where spring had sprung. You could seem so frail in the cold of night. When the armies of emotion go out and fight. But while the earth sinks to its grave, you sail to the sky on the crest of a wave. So forget this cruel world where I belong. I'll sit and sing my song. If you see me in the crowd, lift me. To your place in the cloud.